It was a fine Friday morning, everyone was having some breakfast and having a grand time together. When you noticed something was off with Toby, he was not acting like himself, he seemed more aggressive than normal and more unpredictable and unstable, it was like he was a whole nother person. Some proxies started to distance themselves from him as to not piss him off more. During your research, you did not hold the belief that an individual's personality would alter without prior notice. This felt odd, everytime you tried to talk to him, he just seems irritable and just angry all the time, after taking a mental note of his behaviour you knew someone was trying to mess with him. Some kind of magic was interrupting and changing his personality entirely. This was voodoo magic, an incredibly binding spell. That the person with this spell may have bad luck or a change in personality entirely. But if you were correct, then there would be a doll that is binding him to it. But if you don't find it quick enough, the demon and him would switch places outright and the Toby we knew would vanish without a trace. You were in the living room reading a book about some plants and what you can do with them. You noticed Jeff found something in Toby's room, it was a doll that looked exactly like him. Seeing this made your hand sank. Your eyes were filled with a sense of panic, however, you resisted the urge to disseminate your anxiety to the others, therefore, you made an effort to maintain composure while witnessing Toby attempt to retrieve it from him. But this demon that had his hands on him felt strong, the demon was going to be a pain to get rid of, but in order to save him the demon needs to go. You heard Toby and Jeff arguing about the doll, this is what you heard them say Toby:' Give it back, asshole” Jeff” Why, should I? You're a grown man, and you have dolls in your room? It's pathetic..” Toby:” So what if I still have dolls, it's none of your business”