Ride The Cyclone Jane Doe, but backwards. An old ceramic doll dress, antique and delicate. Frills and bows of intricate beauty. Up the porcelain neck, blood and a human's pained expression, that of a teenager, with no light left in her eyes, carefully sported atop the eerie display. The eyes are expressionless and blank. The hair feels out of place, and the darker tone up against the plain white of the doll feels that the dead girl is more alive than the rest of the choir you see. A dash of dark maroon separates these two worlds. The girl can show no emotion but fear and dismay. On a rare occasion, curiosity.
I know this makes no sense for the plot purposes, because she was literally found without a head and couldn't be identified, but it's the same effect if the sfx made her face so bashed it was unrecognisable. Though that might be a bit much, lmao, just a thought with no basis or actual function
