She felt even more sickened when the doll fell behind the girl, who didn't even notice. She hung upside down above her doll, staring longingly at it's broken little face. She felt a pang of guilt at her droppiing of it. She wanted to cherish it, so very much, but there it was, missing an eye, it's face chipped.
Glaring at the people, she blamed them, and stepped over to a beam above them. Driving her closed fist through the edge of it caused a splintering noise, and a hunk to fall to the ground between them. She then dropped to the ground, taking the doll up quickly, and jumping to the the exposed eaves in the shrouded darkness. Now all that was left on the ground was the glass eye. She didn't know how to fix it, and as such, didn't take possession of it. Besides, she reasoned to herself and Janica, the eye would scare them, especially if they were to chance a glance around when she fell to the floor.
She stroked the cracked porcelien, closing her mouth into a frown- a sad frown. Thanks to her teeth, Janica wasn't able to do this, but she could. She now watched the group, her eyes switching between the faces, to rest on a new comer. She stared at the girl beside her, and told her, with much anticipation, that there was only one more to go.
She would close them in soon, and then... the games would begin.