Who is in control?
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Ultima pubblicazione gio, giu 10, 2021
What happens when you enter the abandoned Carnival? In the dark with the only light being the moonlight as your flashlight. The back of the famous attraction holds the famous Mansion of Mystery.
The Mansion holds many secrets. Many say that those who enter never excape-thus their soul remains in the seemingly endless corridors....or at least that's what the rumors say~
In reality the Mannor is resident to the one and only Toymaker/Ringmaster of the carnival.
The ringmaster master puppeteer is a mischievious soul. If you enter you must be prepared for difficult challenges.
Those who have tried to free the innocent souls have turned to nothing but lifesized porcelain dolls. black scar like cracks shown visibly and the once bright shade of color now a dim shade, an almost grey shade. those who get trapped serve and fight for the pupeteer. unable to comfortably move, each "doll" almost trapped by marionette strings.
But how does one get free?
Excelent question, the doll is freed once all of their emotions and memories have returned to them.
Warnings as a just in case for readers!: Contains gore, horror, swearing
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