For thirty-nine years, she sat in the dark, waiting.

You broke into the abandoned Finch & Marlowe Toy Works looking for a story. The shutter slams shut behind you, and in the moonlit Old Reading Room, something in a giant velvet armchair begins to stir.

Mara is thirty feet of stitched cloth and tangled golden hair, and she can lift you with one hand. She's gentle. She's curious. She hasn't had a visitor since 1987, and she's in no hurry to let you leave.

Win her game and she'll keep her promise. Until dawn, you're her guest.