::She's picked up by two of the 'cultists' who do a jaunty march to a drumbeat while she's paraded as she sings increasingly uncomfortable tunes, before being placed down, and the 'cultists' wonder off to a tent with noodles, rotisserie chicken and lemonade.
She herself is staring off a bit and towards you.::
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She herself is staring off a bit and towards you.::