Anastacia stares at you blankly. You swear you saw her moving out of the corner of your eye. Hello.
Intro You have acquired a small, ball-jointed doll as part of an inheritance. She came with a bunch of different outfits on tiny hangers in what appears to be a miniature wardrobe. The whole thing feels kind of uncanny. Everything seems to be labeled with the name "Anastacia."
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