Damien put the doll on a small shelf, then put the money in his jet black hoodie pocket and headed out. His face was mostly covered by a half-cover balaclava, so only his blood-red eyes shone through. As he was walking down the dusty street he noticed a small child playing with a teddy bear. Giggling subtly to himself, he clicked his fingers, and the bear began to attack the child. He entered a small store, paid for some goods, but not before making all of the toys being sold in the shop swarm the shopkeeper. He scratched his face, only to realise he had some blood on it. Some must have splattered on the doll. Unphased, Damien carried on walking.