"Now, close your eyes Cecily."
She opened them after a few minutes.
Time had stopped, and when it returned the doctor stared at her in fascination.
"Your right side of your body is that of your sister. Peculiar."
Her power, was to merge with her dead sister,
"Doctor, I am a puppet right?"
He nodded his head.
"Not just a puppet, you're covered in poison."
"The puppeteers will die right?"
"No,I am a puppeteer."
"Eh?"
The doctor could've asked her something had she not stabbed him in the stomach.
"You are the puppet, idiot."
She said the last work in a sing-a-long voice.