Yeah I’m a keyholder now *I hold up a clockwork-looking key. Behind me you can see a matching clockwork girl moving sluggishly, desperately trying to grab the key from my hand, but moving slower each second.*
Oh don’t worry about her, she actually likes it. Yeah. She told me. She loooves waking up in a completely different location, not sure how much time has passed or what has been done to her. Isn’t that right? Oh. Ah. There she goes. Well I guess we’ll find out whenever I decide to wind her back up again. Would you like to touch her?












