Again. You realize, however, it's not the floor that's made of glass, but it's your own feet. A porcelain doll made to run isn't supposed to be possible, but she was created by the Professor against all odds. This doll, destined to leap into life, has her freedom threatened by those lost on dusty shelves. How could a doll as delicate as she, be able to run on glass feet? The other dolls-stuck up on their boxes-do everything they can to destroy any hope she may have. When the little girl she was supposed to be given to dies, The Doll is lost of hope of ever being of use to anyone. She must determine how much she is willing to give to reach this potential, but she first needs to decide... is she willing to take a jump into the dark when a fall could shatter her?
