Calahan keeps his gun trained on the doll. It does nothing.
"Daddy told me to stay here, downstairs, and not to go outside. Daddy said he needed to go fix everything. And the Combledorns cannot hurt me. They can never hurt me ever again."
Ada appears to rise as her legs seem to unfold. Her arms extend, intricate brass armatures ending in blades and large needles. Her head starts twitching, and a low rumbling can be heard. The dolls in the corners rise up to face Fr. Berman and Perrin. Paper cranes and little mechanical birds take flight and flit about Ada's head.
"There are no more Combledorns anywhere. No more bad people. No more repairs. Father, what is the significance of the butterfly? Do you think Daddy is a bad person?"
Upstairs, Calahan, Ru, and Darian can't help but feel watched.