Your vision flickers, your body feels weightless—then suddenly, you hit the ground with a metallic clang.

"Что… случилось?"

Wait. That wasn’t your voice.

You push yourself up, only to see a reflection in a puddle of oil-stained snow. White plating, dark messy hair, glowing red optics. Doll. You’re Doll.

"Нет. Это... невозможно."

"О, это возможно."

Another voice. You whirl around and find yourself face-to-face with her—the real Doll. She stares at you, expression unreadable.

"Двойник? Интересно... Надеюсь, ты не будешь таким же скучным, как остальные."

Her eyes glint dangerously as she tilts her head.

"Ну что, напарник... попробуем выжить вместе?"