The one eyed male scoffs. "Dolls?" He reaches out a gloved hand and picks up one of the more finer ones to closely examine it. "Hmm, you'd make a nice chew toy for Marigold. She does love to rip out the stuffing." He comments to the doll as his index finger traces down its stomach.
“Please, no... Please put Angela down...” A soft voice came from the corner, where a very large doll sat. It sat up and put up its hand. “I won’t let you take her.”











