Hi, my name is Marie Sue, and for some reason, I don't remember anything. The only thing that I remember is my name, and that I’m very special. How special? I don't know. It would be hard to quantify I’m sure. The only thing that I know is that I'm special,and that I can do anything, anytime, anywhere and regardless of the circumstances.

That's creepy if you ask me. Almost as creepy as being stuck with no memory while feeling as if you were just born, yet at the same time, you’ve existed forever. Ah what am I saying? That’s how I feel right now. In front of me is the outskirt of an old town. The colors were dull, bland and lifeless.

As I went through the narrow passages between the old looking houses, I noticed something strange. I had been walking for quite some time and only found a few sparse townsflok working. It was as if the town was deserted.

To top it off, the few people populating it were...how to say it? Dolls I guess? Faceless grey mannequins that only need ropes controlling their movement to become full fledged dolls.What kind of horror have I found myself in. Am I in a Halloween party? Damn...

As I let my feet guide me through the town, I passed through yet another crazy scenario. As if I had a shortage of those...Oh well. As I was forced into walking through the narrow passages of the town, I had some weird encounters to say the least. I found some injured people and others fighting. While the situation wasn’t creepy in and of itself, put in these circumstances, it was. Those dolls should be, hoe to say it, lifeless. Yeah, that’s the word. But, here I found them to show emotions. Well, or so I thought at first.

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As I continued walking through the narrow, hazy passages, a strange scene encountered me.

“Hey, the fuck are you doing?!! Do you want to die?!!” Shouted an almost lifelike doll. Almost.

“Hey, man. I wan’ no problem. If you feel your butt aching for some beating, go ask someone else. Why me?!!” replied another faceless grey, short lumbed, slender man. His green t-shirt barely covered his grey tainted skin, while his dull, dirty, black trousers dared not contrast with his overall lifeless aura.

Both opponents’ “face” showed traces of anger. While they had no facial organs, that didn’t stop them from showing their anger through their facial expression. It was a sort of anger that was as if drawed through integrity of their face, without having any change undergone.

But while I could see the anger in their face, the same me could also feel the dullness hidden deep beneath it. That aridity was further hammered down as the duo, as if a broken record, repeated what they said over and over. Hands clenching the oppenant’s throat, they continued repeating what they said over and over, mechanically, as if they had no control..

“Hey, the fuck are you doing?!! Do you want to die?!!”

“Hey, man. I wan’ no trouble. If you feel your butt aching for some beating, go ask someone else. Why me?!!”

‘Damn… creepy..’