you stumble upon an old doll.

The old doll seemed, distraught, beautiful and sorrowful.

Of course, you couldn't help but feel pity for the old doll, although you couldn't do anything to save him.

...

Once you walk past the old doll, you hear him murmuring a strange thing under his breath.

"I have no heart.. nor a family.. I just wish I've burned in that fire.."

The doll murmured softly, as he slowly blinked, looking down.

"I just wish I still had a family I could return to.."