[She stepped cautiously behind him, the frown deepening while she emerged into the attic. Her eyes were down, looking at the floor more out of nerves than anything else. The broken dolls did not improve her mood at all. It was all so wrong here.
But as she walked, she could see the scuff marks in the floor and frowned.]
Kristoff, look at this? Is there something behind this? Hopefully not more dolls.
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But as she walked, she could see the scuff marks in the floor and frowned.]
Kristoff, look at this? Is there something behind this? Hopefully not more dolls.