a certain demon - whom looked oddly close to someone of the human realm , for being dead , gave a nice rap to the doors of the happy hotel . millicent stood like a tree , still , stood up tall , even with how short she was . her big , doll - like eyes , glossy and unmoving , glued to nothing in particular . her entire appearance resembled that of a porcelain doll ' s - it was certainly unnerving if you were to look close enough . as the door opened , her mouth moved in sync , curling into a large grin , painted across her face .
" why , hello . "