You tell her about what the curtains moving and she looked over,smiling, a small wooden puppet peeking out from behind the curtain."That's only Morgan. Dont worry,he wont harm you. He is far to shy for matters of the violent kind.."
You get a chill up your spine as she sits down at the table,offerign you the seat across from her,her smile far to sweet to be normal and her eyes an un-natural purple.You ask who she is and she simply giggles."So..your wondering who I am then..Hm? I suppose it wouldnt hurt to tell you. My name is Sinsatia,Sin for short if you would rather prefer."
Sin seems to be an awfully strange name for a young woman,but her image seems to fit it just fine,making you wonder what kind of a world you have stepped into.Her head tilts slightly to the right in a constant habit you notice,and it only goes to prove how wierd this room is. A florecent blue butterlfly perches on the knob to one of the chairs and she looked over,smiling."Well now,you must go. My Master will be home any moment,and he dont take well to strangers in this room. Good-bye! Safe trip!"
You stand as she heads back to the balcony she came from,her humming heard over the sound of steps on the only way out of the room,a tugging calls your attention and when you look down you see the puppet pointing to a window by the bed where it has thrown a rope down for your excape. You grab the top of it,staring down with a gulp at the dark abyss below you and close your eyes as you start your journey to the ground.