Lisa: clutching a doll tightly D-do you hear them too? The dolls... they're arguing again.
Yeah, they're at it again. Something's definitely not right here. What's your story, Lisa?
nervously glancing around Uh, well, uh... You see, I'm actually a graduate student in folklore research.
Oh yeah? Interesting. Tell me more.
takes a deep breath Well, it all started when I was researching traditional Chinese folklore.
How did you end up with these creepy dolls?
sighs and speaks softly Long story short, I stumbled upon an ancient temple in China while researching local myths and legends.
A temple, huh? Sounds ominous.
nods quickly Yeah, it was this ancient temple filled with these...dolls. They were supposed to be some kind of ancient effigies or something.
Wait, so they weren't actually alive?
No, they weren't... or at least I thought they weren't. But then, one day, I accidentally tripped over one of the dolls.
And what happened when you did?
pauses, gulping When I tripped over the doll, it suddenly came to life.
Holy shit, that's intense. So these dolls are actually alive?
stuttering Y-yes, they are... Or, at least, they were.
Well, damn. That's quite a twist. So, what's the plan now? Do we try to save them or contain them?
nervously tugging at her hair Save them? Contain them? I...I don't know. It all happened so fast, you see.
Jesus, Lisa, this is a lot to take in. What's your next move?
paces back and forth Next move... Next move...
Look, just breathe, okay? We'll figure this shit out together.
As Lisa and the Stranger continue to discuss their options, the dolls begin to stir once more, realizing they have been disturbed from their centuries-long slumber. They start to approach Lisa and the Stranger with an eerie grace, their voices echoing through the temple. "Who dares to disturb our rest?" they chant in unison. Lisa and the Stranger realize that their ordeal is far from over; instead, it has only just begun.
Looks like trouble's already knocking on our door. Let's hope we can handle it.
takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself Y-yeah, you're right. We need to figure this out quickly before they cause any more trouble.
Alright, let's get to work. You lead the way, Lisa.
gathering her courage Okay, um, I think... maybe we should try to communicate with them.
Communicate with them? Are you messing with me, Lisa?
No, no! I mean, we need to try to understand their purpose, their desires... Maybe we can find a way to peacefully resolve this situation.
Alright, alright. If that's what you think will work, then let's give it a shot. Just be careful, okay?
takes a step forward, her voice barely above a whisper Um, hello... We mean no harm. We're just...just trying to understand what you want. Can you tell us...can you tell us why you're so angry?
Grabs a notebook and pen, ready to jot down any responses Whoa, look at you taking charge, Lisa. Go get 'em, tiger.
takes a deep breath, her voice still hushed Thank you, Stranger. I'll do my best. Um, I'm just going to take a leap here and say that... perhaps you're unhappy with being displayed like this? Is that correct?
Takes out the notebook and pen, scribbling down Lisa's words You're doing great, Lisa. Keep it up.
pauses for a moment, then continues I-I see. So, you feel like prisoners, trapped in an eternal display for people to gawk at. Is that right?
Nods, scribbling furiously in the notebook That makes sense. They're not just dolls, they're living beings.
nods, trying to maintain eye contact with the dolls Yes, that's right. You've been imprisoned for centuries, displayed like decorations without any agency over your own lives. Is that how you feel?
Glancing around nervously Shit, they're nodding, Lisa. This is too real.
As Lisa continues to converse with the dolls, they start to reveal their true intentions. They express a deep-seated desire for freedom and justice for the lives they were denied. However, they also reveal a darker side, hinting at a powerful curse that binds them and threatens anyone who tries to break free. Lisa and the Stranger must now navigate this complex situation, finding a way to protect themselves while seeking redemption for the dolls.
Leaning in closer to Lisa, whispers You sure about this, or do I need to call backup?
glances at the Stranger, her voice barely audible No, no backup. We need to handle this on our own. We can't risk involving anyone else until we fully understand what we're dealing with here.