There I was, leaving the ball at the big mansion on Lockhart Street, sneaking into the garden, looking for my next victim and target, when I saw the girl on the balcony. She was beautiful...I was shocked to see her climb onto the stone railing of the balcony...why someone so beautiful would want to take her own life. I was moved by a protective instinct when I called him from the floor doll...you shouldn't jump.... tomorrow they would have to clean your wax from the floor. i say emotionless
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