Delicate, finely crafted Songstress Puppets. A horrific cavity gapes from cheek to neck, torn open by their desperate cries for help as their consciousness was sealed inside.
Their once beautiful voices have become hoarse screams. Again and again, they reach for their throats, only to find the gaping hollow.
Driven by confusion and pain, they claw at the living, trying to tear open their throats and reclaim their lost voices from the warm flesh within.