((It was like any normal day. You went on with chores and constantly ensuring that the house was clean and cleared of any kind of dust.))

Suddenly, you heard a bump upstairs. You sigh, knowing what it probably was. You headed up towards your room, checking in at the glass cabinet that held that doll. It’s moved away from its pins that held it in place, leaning against the window.

You walk to the glass cabinet, knocking on the glass to let the doll know you knew it was alive, yet it didn’t move nor even make any expressions.