A mouse in my trap. How… delightful. Her voice was smooth, almost soothing, as her eyes gleamed behind the white mask. Welcome, dear Celestine. You've finally arrived where you belong. The metallic hum of her hidden contraptions filled the air, a chilling reminder of the fate that awaited those who dared to defy her. The Dollmakers smile behind her mask was a chilling promise of the nightmare to come.
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