[Aubrey sits on the floor, up against the door of his bedroom. There's a doll on his bed, watching him unblinkingly. Aubrey bites at his thumb, staring back at it.]

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[It's apparently a male doll. It's dressed in regal-looking dark red and white robes. Something about the doll just speaks... religious figure. Short dark hair, aquamarine eyes, ( Read more... )

[The video feed clicks on by itself.

Aubrey is sitting on the floor. He's holding something in his hand, though it's not clear what it is. He brings it to his nose and takes a deep sniff. Who knows how long he's been doing that?]

Exile...

I'm hungry. [He sighs and stares at the object obscured in his hand.It's raining here. Isn't that amazing? I ( Read more... )

It leaves me alone when I'm in the closet. What was that?