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You take a hold of the jar, it's brittle and you worry for a moment whether you'll accidentally break it or not. With luck, your recently mended pants have a pocket just deep enough to store the weird Fetus Thing.
<statement>That's appreciated, the sooner we get back the better, I run a Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria, and we've dealt with a lot of Demons already.
He looks up at you, you notice various sharp teeth for just a moment visible under the hood before the creature nods.
>"Mmyep, and that Lake has been busier n' I like too. Wakes me up from my dang naps. Makes sense, hope y'know you're dealing with the Devil yerself workin’ with them folk."
<statement>We know, we're trapped in a pact with a... well, a light thing. Full of colors. Red suit but only sometimes. Cusses a lot.
>"...Never heard ah’ that. But there’s a lotta Demon folk out there..."
Thop!!
Dolly leaps down from the Attic on her feet, properly dressed in what appears to be a severely stretched sweater that goes almost halfway to her knees. It's striped in yellow, red, and black, with a few patches along the back.
>"But I sure have! Crudel'Ripio. We used to call 'er Lip. Pardon th' profanity Pops, but she's a real bitch. Darn fine Demon though, they let her run solo, decided she'd do more good workin' the Surface rather 'n Hell.
>"If you got a pact with her-you're on a timer 'afore she blows you to well, the bottom o' the Lake."
Great, the Demon is praising her power, you can't groan, but if you could, you would do so.
<exhaustion>Is there any way to deal with her?
Dolly gives you a glance over, particularly your arm and moves close, quickly. JJ steps back, and you find yourself like a statue.
>"D'ya mind if'n I?"
She doesn't give you a chance to respond in full before her hooks dig under your shoulder, feeling out your tainted arm. The pressure is detected as remarkably gentle, her eyes take on an eerie glow as she hums to herself. Then clicking as her claws pinch into assorted points, holding, then letting go... Finding a new point, clicking, releasing...
After a minute, she finishes.
