The Puppeteer's new diary ~ 8 ~
Ryan is sitting in the attic with no intention to come down. He occupies the dummy's chair. He is so still and cold, that hardly anyone of those, who peep through the keyhole, will notice the difference. He has his eyes glued on the monitors, taking notes in his diary from time to time, and it's strange to look at him - as though I am looking in a mirror. And Tan met the newbie. Funny, I did not forbid her to tell her story, but she prefers to speak in puzzles.
