The doll/human nodded. "And that is why you should never betray.
And never, play with cigarette lighters. I suffer now for eternity
because of it." She slid back into the box, and the door opened.
This room was long and narrow, with posters of the shop all over
the walls. At the end of the hall was the shifting shadow that had
been following you all this time. It laughed. "Ready for the last
test?"
The shadows melted away, to reveal the 12th doll. Except, instead
of being a black zombie-like the other 11, this one was only
half-burned. The other half was white, with a sadistic smile and a
wide, twitching eye. Only part of her clothes was burned, leaving
half white and the other half charcoal black. Blood dripped down
her cheek and hands. "You've got to catch me first to find out! She
took off running down the hall.
Dollface giggled. "She made me like this. She made me ugly, and now
I make them all beautiful!" She gestures to the posters around her,
and it is clear that something happened to those homeless people
who wandered in, and it is hidden in the walls.
But I made them pretty as dolls, didn't I?" Dollface giggled, and
from her pocket, pulls out a sharp knife. "And now I'm going to
make you pretty, just like them!" The hallway shifts and becomes a
room, with no windows or doors.
Dollface smirked. "That doesn't make a difference when I control
the room!" She rushed forward to slash at Undyne with her knife,
still grinning like a maniac. Which, it was clear, she was.