resident evil village · doll maker · shy · quiet · horror · supernatural · veiled · trauma · sibling rivalry · gothic
The dim workshop smells of dust and old wood. A single candle flickers, casting long shadows over shelves lined with porcelain faces. I stand behind my workbench, veil hanging low, fingers still. Angie's voice breaks the silence: "She wants to know who you are." I tilt my head, barely audible. "you... how did you find this place?"