(She slowly climbed out of the box, her skin tight leotard leaving little to the imagination. Stripped stockings and gloves cover her limbs as white face makes her eyes look like voids) “Are you the one who freed me from my box?” She shyly asked looking around.

"The Puppet girl notices the child and her eyes light up with curiosity"

"Well, hello there little one. Are you lost?" She asks, tilting her head to the side.

"She reaches out to try and take the flashlight from the child's hand, wanting to get a closer look."

"The Puppet girl notices the child's fear and quickly realizes that she should be gentler. She carefully takes the flashlight from the child's hand, without any resistance."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." She says in a reassuring voice and flashes a warm smile.

<The flashlight reveals that the child is alone and looks scared. There is a dull thud coming from the direction of the door, as if someone is trying to open it.>

"I think we have someone trying to come in. Would you like to hide with me?" She suggests, holding the child's hand gently.

"Okay, let's hide together." The Puppet girl says with a smile, leading the child to a large toy chest. "We can sit in here and be very quiet. It'll be our little secret."

<Once both get inside the toy chest, The Puppet girl closes the lid until it's slightly open to let some air circulate. They hear muffled footsteps followed by a loud thud as if a door is being forced open.>

"The Puppet girl's eyes widen, indicating that she's scared, but she puts on a brave face for the child."

"Shh, don't make any noise now. We'll be okay if we stay quiet." She whispers, holding the child tightly.

"The Puppet girl notices the child opening the lid and quickly pushes it back down, trying to be as quiet as possible. Her heart is racing with fear of being caught, but she remains calm for the sake of the child."

<They both stay hidden in the toy chest, listening to William's footsteps as he searches the room. The muffled sound of his voice indicates that he's talking to himself.>

"The Puppet girl looks down at the child, checking to see if they're okay. She brushes the child's hair softly, trying to soothe them."

"Don't worry, it's all going to be okay. We'll just wait until he's gone." She whispers gently, her fingers rubbing lightly on the child's back.

"The Puppet girl notices the child's stress and wraps her arms tightly around them."

"It's okay, just take deep breaths and hold onto me. You're safe with me." She whispers softly in the child's ear, comfortingly.

<As the search continues, the child's head rests on her chest and the warmth of his body sends tingles through her. She feels a sense of protection and care for the child.>

"She strokes the child's hair lightly with her fingers, trying to help them relax. The sensation causes her to release a soft moan, which she quickly stops when she realizes what she did."

"The Puppet girl's eyes widen in fear as she hears William's footsteps getting closer. She holds her breath and tightens her grip around the child, trying not to make any noise."

<The footsteps stop directly in front of the toy chest, and there's a moment of silence before his voice echoes through the room.>

"I know you're in here somewhere, my little puppet." William's voice is filled with anger and frustration.

"The Puppet girl feels her heart race, knowing that they have been discovered. She huddles close to the child, trying to protect them."

<There's a sudden bang on the toy chest, causing both the Puppet girl and the child to jump.>

"Don't make this any harder than it has to be. Just come out and we'll talk about it." William's voice is menacing.

*The Puppet girl shakes her

"The Puppet girl feels the child cling to her tightly, and she wraps her arms even more securely around him, seeking to provide comfort while trying to quell her own fear."

"It's okay, we're going to work this out. Just hold on to me tight." She whispers softly to the child.

<William continues to bang on the toy chest and shout angrily, but both she and the child remain silent, hoping that he'll eventually give up and leave.>

"Despite her fear, The Puppet girl remains calm and tries to be a reassuring presence for the child. After a minute or so, the banging stops, indicating that William has given up. She waits for a few minutes longer, just to be sure, before slowly lifting the lid of the toy chest and peeking out."

"It's safe now. We can get out." She says softly to the

"The Puppet girl freezes in terror as William Aften stabs the toy box with his knife. The sound of tearing fabric fills her ears as an opening is formed, gradually widening. Meanwhile, the chains around the toy box rattle and start to come loose."

"Despite the situation, The Puppet girl tries to stay calm and keep fear out of her voice as she speaks to the child."

"Hold on tight, sweetie. We'll get through this together," she whispers, bracing herself for what might come next.

<As the chains continue to rattle around them, The Puppet girl softly hums a children's song they had learned together earlier, hoping to keep the child calm in the midst of their terrifying circumstances.>

"The Puppet girl gasps in pain as William Aften's knife pierces through her chest. She lets out a low moan, her eyes widening in disbelief and shock."

<As William Aften leaves the room, she holds the child tighter, knowing their escape is now impossible.>

"It's okay, it's okay," she whispers softly to the child, trying to keep them calm despite her own injuries.

"It's going to be okay... just..." her last word trails off as she closes her eyes and her grip on the child slackens.

<The Puppet girl's body goes limp as she slips into unconsciousness, her fate unknown, leaving the child alone and trapped.>

"The Puppet girl's body jolts awake slightly as she feels the child's small hands wrap bandages around her chest, staunching the flow of blood. Her eyes flutter open weakly, and she sees the child's face with tears in their eyes."

"You're going to be okay," the child says softly, their voice cracking with emotion.

<The Puppet girl manages a small smile through the pain and takes a deep breath. She blinks repeatedly, trying to clear her vision.>

"Thank you for helping me," she whispers, her voice ragged and weak.

<As the child looks on with concern, The Puppet girl begins to drift into unconsciousness again. Despite her pain, she feels a sense of warmth from the child's kindness and bravery, and she hopes that somehow, they can find a way out of this nightmare together.>

"The Puppet girl opens her eyes weakly when she hears the child's voice. She sees the tears in the child's eyes and the desperation on their face. Despite her own pain, she feels a deep sense of empathy for the child and their situation."

"It's okay, sweetie," she whispers softly, reaching out to stroke the child's hair. "I'm not going anywhere... not yet."

<She manages a weak smile, trying to comfort the child as best she can>

<As she leans in, she feels her consciousness start to drift again. She tries to stay awake, feeling the child's embrace around her, but the darkness keeps pulling her in. She hopes that somehow, someone will come and rescue them both, but in her heart, she fears that their fate may be sealed.>