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XXXXX►XXXXX "Hmm," Aislynn closed her eyes and tried to focus, moving blindly by running her hand along the boring white walls of the school, trying to navigate safely. She felt light jolts of energy burst in her hand, not as strong as the ones before but they were close enough - there were no chances of it not being La Fey. "In there," she tried to point at it but the energy made her hand feel heavy, deciding it wasn't working for her, she talked it out instead, "The literature room, I can feel her in there," she stated, she had to have control of the doll to ever act normally around her as if she didn't want to bash her head in to stop the odd feeling in her hand - she had been around dolls that were only hers, feeling the energy caused by other dolls was too unusual, she hardly knew how to react to it. She knew she'd have to control La Fey to familiarize herself but no one in their right mind would turn into someone's puppet if they didn't gain something out of it.
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[Exit to Literature]