3rd Box [Action for those in Spero]
[That doll... That most freakish doll ever. It was so cute and charming at first but then she had left it behind and it followed her... And keep talking to her. Heather didn't like it one bit. It scared her. That woman, Little Washu offered the bonfire idea but it was too far away and she really didn't want to spend that much time alone with it.
She could give it away but no... She wouldn't want to wish it on another person.
Heather adjusts the old sweater to better fit as she trots out and keeping a lookout for a good place for the doll's resting place. She pauses and goes to stare at it...]
.... STOP STARING AT ME! [And here, with all of her chipped might, goes to throw the doll with all of her might, not caring if it hits a person or building. Throwing things always fixes problems.]
She could give it away but no... She wouldn't want to wish it on another person.
Heather adjusts the old sweater to better fit as she trots out and keeping a lookout for a good place for the doll's resting place. She pauses and goes to stare at it...]
.... STOP STARING AT ME! [And here, with all of her chipped might, goes to throw the doll with all of her might, not caring if it hits a person or building. Throwing things always fixes problems.]