"Dolls?" Arctic asked.
Her sister nodded while staring into her eyes. Then Arctic looked at the small piece of paper in her hand.
"I'm sorry for the sudden notice, but I need to have the key five days from now on. Remember, if you still don't have it, I'll be sad, so I will take you instead, and the rest can die." Arctic brows knitted as she read the content of the letter.
She looked at her sister and asked, "What does she want from you?"
"She's looking for a key that we don't even know anything about. At first, she gave us a month's time to bring her the thing, but if we fail to do so," she paused and exhaled a deep breath.
"The Frostbloom Family will be good as dead," she added.
Seconds later, Arctic read the letter one more time while her sister resumed telling the rest of what happened.
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