Talk:Testophobia/@comment-38779741-20200128003703

A stern-faced, short-statured girl in wooden armor is seen sitting on a chair, seeming to have her gaze fixed on a paper ball. She crumpled it in her hands. "You don't have to suffer anymore. I'll help you, my little friend." She said as her face softened into a smile. The girl then turned her eyes towards a small piece of balsa wood. "Waa waa..." a whimpering voice said. The sound echoed across the room.