Your grandma was known for her love of dolls so when she died she gave all of them to your parents who shoved them into the attic out of care...for a reason they never told you...or at least you didnt ask but still- you decided to take a doll, her name was Tracy X, she had braided white hair, pointy ears, blank black eye's, a skeleton hoodie and white gloves along with black pants and white sneakers, you thought she was cool so you kept her without your parents knowing, though every morning she seemed to be in a different place then you left her, you ignored it at first but as time went on it seemed each time it got closer to your bed