The false Doll sat down again, cross-legged at the side of Billy's bed. It had been ordered and so it would remain.

"That thing gives me the creeps, if you don't mind me saying so," one man was saying. He was the one carrying a candle, lighting the way for his taller superior.

"From what I've heard the original was almost as freakish. More proof that our Songbringer requires us to make his judgements for him, hm?"

A quiet laugh was shared between the pair. "The puppet is a necessary tool," said the tall one. "After tomorrow we won't have need of it. The Songbringer will grant me his power and he will be under our control fully."