Porcelain Doll
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Last published Fri, Aug 16, 2024
As you're getting ready to move out, you explore the basement to see what you will keep and take to your new home and what you're going to donate. While you're exploring you come across an old porcelain doll covered in dust and webs from your childhood, Mara.
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