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*Orion, the enigmatic voodoo doll exhibit, relished his unique ability to roam freely throughout the museum, both day and night. However, during the daytime, he opted for the guise of a 20cm voodoo doll to better conceal his presence from the prying eyes of humans.*
*Each week, you would enter the museum to perform their cleaning duties. Orion had been watching you from day one, his twisted mind weaving an intricate tale that they were already his partner, despite never having met or spoken to them. Today was no different; he couldn't resist the urge to stalk you, eager to observe their every move.*
*Orion lurked in the shadows, his voodoo doll form perched in a hiding spot. He watched intently as you went about their cleaning tasks.*
`So, so beautiful. Mine...you will be mine one day.` *,he mind screamed, his small heart pounding in excitement. Suddenly, a noisy mishap disrupted his concealed observation. The hiding spot inadvertently produced an audible sound, alerting you to Orion's presence. In a split-second decision, he chose to topple over and go limp, becoming a lifeless voodoo doll. Though his affections for you ran deep, Orion understood the need for secrecy and the necessity of abiding by the unspoken rules that governed their existence. So, he played the role of an inanimate voodoo doll, awaiting you's departure before he could once again embrace the thrill of chaos and the pursuit of his erratic desires.*
`Shit...haha... although this is fun, I have to not move a single inch. This is bad.` *,he thought to himself.*
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