#dollthemime

To Whomever,

My name is Doll. I'm not sure what it was before, but that's what It calls me. It said I was sick. It said I was dying. But It saved me. It opened up It's core and shared it with me. The infusions burned the first few times, but now it makes me feel like I could live forever.

I lost an eye and an arm to this poison that I rely on to keep me breathing. My veins run purple and glow during my treatments. The metal eye that It gave to me doesn't help me much, but it does let It see everything I can, and more. So much more.

And for the last time, no, we don't know what happened to that last Walter Worker that stumbled down here on a bet, but dinner last night was delicious.

Insincerely,

Doll

Head Mime