Lucas's brows were furrowed the entire time. He looked at the workbench. Other than the dolls that were being made, there were two or three half body dolls on the workbench. One of them had its eyes closed and its head raised slightly. Its long black hair hung down, and the other had its eyes wide open. Its eyes had not been drawn, making it look strange and empty.
Lucas looked up and suddenly realized that something was wrong. The three people in the workshop had disappeared at some point. There were only Amelia and him in the huge studio. The glass door was also closed and locked.
Lucas was speechless. His heart tightened. "Mia!" he whispered.
Amelia looked up and comforted him. "It's okay, Brother. Don't worry."
Lucas was helpless. Indeed, he could not expect a child to predict danger. Now that the two of them were obviously locked up here, she did not notice at all!
