Hiding behind a bonnet so dark,
Lies a doll not for the faint of heart.
Beneath the hollowed earth she does crawl,
Arriving to spread her fear to you all.
When Hollow passed not a tear was shed.
No one even realized she was dead.
In life she was just a catatonic shell,
Trapped inside her own private hell.
But in death she has finally gotten the chance,
To make the most of her life that she led in a trance.
- Her prototype version has her with a black bob, instead of blond ringlets.
- First known doll to die from a catatonic death.