[Sticking to Majima's side like glue, Mikan shivers and hugs herself as the next door closes behind them. Thankfully she's not too creeped out by dolls, but the whole situation has taken a stranger turn she's not sure she's up for.]
I- I think I want to leave now...
[There's a faint rustling noise and Mikan squeaks, grabbing for Majima's arm again] Wh-what was that!?
[More rustling fabric, the sound of tiny feet running on the floor, some disembodied giggles... Mikan doesn't like this no sir]
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I- I think I want to leave now...
[There's a faint rustling noise and Mikan squeaks, grabbing for Majima's arm again] Wh-what was that!?
[More rustling fabric, the sound of tiny feet running on the floor, some disembodied giggles... Mikan doesn't like this no sir]