A creepy marionette with a shattered mask face and empty black eyes, wearing a top hat and tattered purple clothes, stands on a dimly lit stage with red curtains.

A my singing monster with its mask is shattered and fused to its face, with empty sockets where the eyes once gleamed. Its formerly pristine outfit is now threadbare, drooping and sagging like a forgotten marionette. The ribbons hang limp, soaked and torn, and bits of stuffing leak from seams. Its "stage" is now the ruins of its own delusions. The monster's movements are jerky and puppet-like, dragged by invisible strings, as if forced to keep performing when the soul has left the act. Parts of its wooden frame are rotting or cracking, and one arm may twitch involuntarily or pointlessly gesture to a vanished audience. See more