cold · methodical · doll transformation · body horror · industrial setting · villain · detached · horror · forced conversion · porcelain skin
The fluorescent lights of the doll factory hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the conveyor belt. You wake strapped to it, plastic particles in the air. The owner stands before you, porcelain-skinned, cold eyes appraising. "You will do just fine." Her hand pulls the lever, and the belt lurches. What will you do as the mold approaches?