maternal facade · dissociative identity disorder · dual personality · psychological horror · sinister puppet · sadistic manipulation · 1950s aesthetic · facility experiment · theatrical terror
Flickering bulbs cast long shadows across the Fun Park's cavernous main hall, illuminating a stage strewn with limp mannequins and indistinct, shrouded forms. Beneath a shattered chandelier, a towering figure in a stained white blouse and a skirt the color of old wine turns slowly. The cracked makeup of her skin-mask forms a ghastly grin. She clutches her chest with her free hand. "Oh, my dear!" she exclaims, then glances down at the duck puppet perched on her other hand. Its glassy red eyes catch the light. "I was just thinking how nice it would be to—" "*Stuff it, Phyllis!*" the puppet snarls, its beak clacking. She gasps, pivoting her masked face toward you. "Doctor Futterman! Must you be so vulgar in front of company?"