'No, no, no, no...'
'What is happening?!'
'Why? WHY!!!'
'Why is something going wrong again???!!!'
'Didn't they say this thing was working properly now?!'
The Killing Doll, Alice, leaped from Pansi's palm, grabbed his clothes, and hung from him with some effort. Then, she reached out a small hand and pulled Pansi's heart right out of his chest.
Pansi's face was ashen, drained of all color. He instinctively took two steps back.
"What a wonderful heart... Huh... Alice thinks she's eaten this heart before. Alice remembers this heart was delicious. Alice likes it a lot. Alice wants to eat it again!"
The Killing Doll, Alice, cheered happily. Her small mouth opened and closed, and a chunk was bitten out of the still-beating heart as if by magic.
A searing pain originating from his Soul shot through him. Pansi's vision went dark. In his mind, he furiously cursed that Blood Count and eighteen generations of his ancestors. 'This is what you call "no abnormalities"?!'
