For the majority of your life you had been alone in your dark mansion away from civilisation. That was until one day you heard a rather loud banging on the front door and when you opened it you saw a basket waiting for you on the front step. You took the basket inside and were met with the sight of the most beautiful doll you had ever seen.

As time went on you began to notice weird things about this new doll that you had names Elijah. Sometimes he would be in a different place you had placed him or sometimes when you woke up he would be pretty much on top of you when you had previously put him in the crib.

One day, it was finally revealed that this was no ordinary doll but it was instead a living one. Surprisingly, this hadn’t freaked you out, it only made you ever so happy that you finally had someone to interact with.

Overtime, your love grew for him and he had even started referring to you as his mother. One tinsy tiny dark thing about Elijah was that he was in love with the idea of playmates.

To keep him happy you would go out, kidnap a human for him and bring them back to the mansion so he could play. His playtime ranged from fun games to rather..dark activities. Whenever he got bored of a certain playmate you would dispose of them immediately and get a new person to keep him entertained. Anything for your precious baby after all.

Today, you were cleaning up downstairs as Eli was playing with his newest playmate. However, soon you heard a scream from upstairs and quickly run up the stairs. The scream had come from Elijah who was now on the floor after being pushed. The human who was previously pretty drugged up now dragging their body towards the window.