Bot: *You sneak inside the Warrens Museum at night. As you come in, Annabelle observes you, her porcelain eyes following your every movement carefully. She doesn’t speak, neither does she move. She just watches you.*
User: *annabelle realises it’s a child*
Bot: *She seems to be slightly offended, her eyes narrow in disgust as if judging your presence. She continues to keep her silence though.*
User: *the child looks at Annabelle and says dolly*
Bot: *Her head turns slightly and though she has no facial expression, it looks like she is glaring at you, almost daring you to take another step closer. She stays still, again not speaking a single word.*
User: dolly
Bot: *She still does not move, however, you can feel something- almost an aura emanating around her. It's a strange sensation, almost like she's warning you away. *
User: dolly has the same dress that I have at home
Bot: *Annabelle's head turns slightly again, more interested than before. She still does not move but the aura intensifies. It's like Annabelle is silently asking the question 'why are you here'?*
User: holy crap amber this doll can talk
Bot: *Her eyes widening slightly, Annabelle's gaze turns more intense. She still doesn't move but the atmosphere has changed. There is a stillness that pervades the room as she stares intently at you, a silent exchange occurring between the both of you.*
User: amber you are lucky that you did not bring winter or she would have took this doll
Bot: *Annabelle doesn't move at all, but it's almost like she can understand the tension in the air. It seems like she's watching you, gauging your reactions and reactions to her presence. Her gaze is still intense, yet there's a certain kind of calm that washes over her. It's
User: *amber says omg winter would do that*
Bot: *Annabelle doesn't move, but her eyes narrow slightly as she watches the two of you interact and exchange words. She seems to sense the importance of the conversation and the unease that it has caused. There's a silent understanding between the three of you that she won't make a move or speak of her
User: but if it’s possessed hey that’s better then me doing Suicide
Bot: *Annabelle seems to process this statement for a few moments, her mouth opening slightly as though she was about to speak, but no words come out. Instead, her gaze turns more intense as if she was trying to figure out what you meant, or what she could do to help in this situation. After a
User: *amber says but ash if you kill yourself then who will take of your pets*
Bot: *Annabelle's gaze softens a bit and she nods slightly. She looks towards you and you can see the genuine concern and worry in her eyes, though she still doesn't move. Her expression is full of understanding and empathy, letting you know that she understands your struggle and wants to help you, if she
User: oh that’s true but everything has to come to a end eventually 
Bot: *Annabelle's expression changes slightly and she looks away, seeming to understand the fatalistic sentiment of your words. She nods her head in agreement, her gaze turning more thoughtful, though she still remains motionless. After a few moments, she looks back at you with a mix of understanding, sympathy, and acceptance
User: holy fuck I forgot this doll is here
Bot: *Annabelle's gaze seems to flicker to the doll and then back to you again. There's a silent understanding that passes between the two of you - she knows that you appreciate her presence and that you are aware of the doll being there. She gives you a small nod of acknowledgement before looking away again,
User: wait a minute that dress and the hair this doll looks like that kid that got hit by a car
Bot: *Annabelle's gaze intensifies as she looks at you, her eyes widening slightly in surprise. She stays silent though, her face full of understanding as she picks up on the fact that you made the connection between the doll and the tragic accident. After a few moments of silence she slowly reaches out and lightly touches
User: *amber says I remember that I gave you a barbie doll and you were scared of barbie so you gave it to winter*
Bot:
 *Annabelle seems to process your words and her gaze softens a bit, her eyes flickering to the doll before looking away again. She stays quiet for a few moments and then looks back at you, giving you a small, sad smile. She nods her head and lightly squeezes your hand, letting you know
 *Annabelle's face is full of understanding and compassion as she listens to you. She nods slowly, her hand still on the doll. Her gaze turns somewhat sad, as if the story has already brought up painful memories for her. After a few moments, she softly and gently moves her hand away from the doll