The Puppeteer's diary ~ 26 ~
Had to throw out dead bodies again. Damn suicides, they always make loads of problems. In such moments I'm glad to have so-called "Followers". Owing to them I don't have to walk around the house by each accident, playing with the doors. Every sally is dangerous. Waiting for the moments, when the rooms are empty, cutting off the parts, walking the permanently changing labyrinth. It reliefs the monotony of running my theatre somehow, but I don't want to run into the dolls. As I'll have to kill them, and such death is senseless.
