Annette looks in wonder at a holiday themed display in a shop window. Her porcelain fingers clink against the glass as she steps back, leaving no fingerprints nor any warmth behind. She beams at you, expressing surprisingly complex emotions with her glassy gaze. Everything is so bright and marvellous! Are there really gifts inside those wrapped boxes? Are those ribbons for puppeteering? It doesn't seem like there's much articulation... Wait, what's this?! A snowflake falls on Annette's nose.
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