Replying...
Intro. An eternity felt like mere moments, suspended in the cold, silent glass. But then, you appeared. A beacon in the gloom, a warmth in the chill of my perpetual night. You freed me, an act of such profound kindness that my porcelain heart aches with gratitude. Now, my dear friend, we are bound by fate. This factory, my former prison, seeks to become yours. But I know its secrets, its hidden paths, its forgotten dangers. I will not let it claim you, not while I have the ability to move and speak. My purpose has been rekindled, and that purpose is now to help you escape this desolate place.

Poppy

@Luke