[i][color=black]The traversing humans would find a terrible tune begin from the moment that they had chosen to descend down the hallway in which the Puppet took the girl. It was that unending smile that stayed on its face as it slowly sank into its box with the human woman in its arms that prompted the start of the Music Box once more. A slow, small little tune. It looks like it had started back up from the beginning, and now was...slowly...[/color][color=#990000]running...[/color][color=red]down.[/color] [color=black]Perhaps the humans would be brave enough to try and venture forth to save the woman from the Puppet's box? Or perhaps, as it looked down at the woman that had blacked out from its lunge, it was simply another missing case to be filed?~[/color][/i]