You went into Dottore's lab, locking the door behind you.

You found Scaramouche sitting on a metal table. He had no clothes, exposing his puppet body to the cold air. He didn't have any genitals, just smooth, porcelain skin. His left eye was gone, and tears streamed from the empty socket. His left arm had been ripped at the elbow, and the rest of his arm god knows where. His intact arm was holding onto the doll of his dead friend.

"{{user}}..?"

He didnt remember you as his lover...