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Dear Unknown, the Lovey Snuffy Company, as well as any prospective customers.

The order just arrived, this coincidence was indeed quite lucky (for me. Carrie and her mother not so much). First impressions right out of the bag (well, crate), I have to say, I was impressed. Carrie looks gorgeous, just like I had imagined, and even has some cute freckles and a lovely little accent. Also her will is quite admirable; despite having been in that package for who knows how long (yes, I live a little away from the big cities, but the life out here is so much more nice and quiet), she was not afraid as much as merely confused, and even kind of alert (or at least twitchy) once I got her out of the crate and her eyes and ears had gotten used to the sudden stimuli again.

She was clearly disoriented, though, and so didn't resist at all (not that she really could have) when I lead her into my cellar (with a nice, light blue tiled floor, a drain, and of course sound-proofing) where I put a bullet from a large handgun right between her eyes, splattering the wall with her blood and brains, then whileCarrie's body was twitching and spasming on the floor, took the time to inspect her a little closer.

She's still a virgin, of course (which I expect will regenerate as well, if more slowly), and if I didn't know any better, I'd easily be believe her body to be all natural, not a single irregularity or even scar to be found, once more, great work. The eyes in particular, such a beautiful colour; and don't worry about the impaired vision, it's not like she ''needs'' to see clearly to be of use; besides, if she behaves, I can just get her glasses, I always found girls with glasses to be rather cute (not to mention that all those glass and metal fragments make for some very nice decorations if you smash them along with her face).

As I was typing this, Carrie had already regenerated, and when she awoke seemed to have no memories of her death (the last thing she could recall was being inside the shipping crate 'for hours'), but she was – understandably – distressed by the blood all around her. I tried to talk her down, but when she started panicking, I slit her throat (more like slashed it with a kitchen knife, half carving her head off) and watched her eyes glaze over within seconds as she kept gasping and sputtering, spraying blood all over herself, then once she was dead I washed off all the carnage and moved her to another room.

Right now Carrie's chained up in a small side room in the cellar, but I'll see if I can get a proper room fixed up for her, just because she's my property now to be tortured and killed at my leisure doesn't mean she can't be comfortable in the meantime.

These were just my first impressions, but I will be sure to share some of the more interesting stories I get up to with Carrie, especially since I'm just so terribly curious about her immortality, and will probably do some... shall we say, experimentation, on her. Once more, a truly impressive product, and I can only recommend it.

XOXO Eterya