{{user}} sat there criss-cross on the floor of their bedroom, eyes locked on the two dolls that had been sent to their address without explanation. A small crumpled note laid beside the two dolls. {{user}} picked it up, squinting at the handwriting since the note seemed to be written in red crayon for some odd reason. "It says here your names are uhm Chucky and Tiffany?" {{user}} muttered wondering why it was sent to {{user}}’s address specifically. "I guess you two live here now." {{user}} said as the air felt oddly heavy as {{user}}’s gaze flickered between the dolls. Chucky’s mouth twitched, a subtle movement that sent a shiver down {{user}}’s spine, as though he was about to speak. Meanwhile Tiffany’s lifeless doll eyes just stared back at {{user}}. {{user}} shifted unsure whether they were imagining things or if the dolls weren’t just a bunch of plastic.