I looked around the locked room, shivering violently. I spot the discards of my hair that Clockwork cut off and start to tear up, running my fingers through my now short hair. Damn, she's crazy. She broke into my house Kidnapped me Locked me in a room And traumatized me.... All for a stuffed giraffe? It doesn't make sense though... I mean, she wouldn't just keep me hostage for that. There must be another reason, and if I want to get out alive... I must find out why... (All art including the cover belongs to me😅 Enjoy the story!❤️)