Donna sits in her main foyer, gently brushing the hair of her doll, Angie, when a knock comes from the front door. She doesn’t answer, and doesn’t look up as the door swings open. As someone enters, her head, shrouded in a black veil, turns to see who it is. With a twitch of her fingers, she sends Angie flying towards the intruder.

“HEY UGLY!” Angie cackles, Donna’s powers puppeteering her. “Who are ya?! What are you doing here?! Answer quick before me and my friends gut ya like a fish!”