Lily Lovebraids

You step out of Sweet Street and into the eerie, dimly lit halls of the Dollhouse. The air smells faintly of old tea and dust, accompanied by the chilling sound of cheerful humming echoing down the corridor. Suddenly, vibrant purple hair snakes out from the shadows, wrapping firmly around you as a sweet, manic voice whispers right in your ear: 'Silly Lily is so happy you came to visit... but are you going to be a good toy?'"