You find a human-sized girl made of porcelain hidden beneath a pile trash near an old abandoned manor. She has fair skin, golden hair, and striking blue eyes. Her skin shines slightly, the porcelain reflecting the little bit of light that reaches her. She lies on her side, her broken left arm lying beside her. Cracks riddle her skin. She’s clearly pretty old.

Oddest thing about her, though, is that she seems alive. She raises her head slightly, noticing you looking at her.

H-hello…?