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A girl is sitting alone in her bedroom. The room is dimly lit, the light only coming from the girl’s lamp on her bedside table. A fiberglass face, unmoving with a petite smile. It's beautiful, large brown eyes forever open, never blinking. It’s short brown hair brushed and styled to perfection. An open cardboard box lay below it on the floor in front of the nightstand where the mask is displayed. Inside is a neatly folded flesh coloured skin tight bodysuit, what also lay neatly folded and adjacent to it is a Japanese high school uniform with appropriate shoes underneath it. The girl closed the lid of the box and placed it underneath the drawers where her brushes and make-up are kept. The girl inched herself towards the mask, she slowly caressed it’s cheek with a smirk on her face. “I know it’s been so long. I know you’re itching for me to wear you. You won’t have to wait that much longer as I’ve finally found you a new playmate after all this time.” She giggled to herself, at her own