She takes another little guy out of her nightstand drawer. You were not sure what should run through your mind: jealousy, fear, friendship? You don't know how many little men she had, but she clearly has something to say.
"This is your predecessor," Rose starts to say. "He used to be as good as you. I'm not sure what happened with him, but he has not been performing as well as I know he can. That is why you are here and he has been in the drawer. Since you have proven yourself to be better, I have to get rid of the old model." She then turned her attention to the other tiny. "Any last words, snack?"
"I love you, Rose!" he shouted in desperation.
"They all do," she said immediately before she dropped him into her mouth. You can't help but cringe when you hear the bones she cracks while chewing. Despite the chewing, the lump that was the former slave is still visible going down her throat.
"Let that be your warning," she says in a menacing manner. You have never been so scared when she places you back in your dollhouse.
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