You heard that your best friend had died from a stroke. You were devastated. When you went to his Will Reading, you were left a life-sized doll. It was female, with red lips like blood. She wore a dirty white dress, with blond hair that was curled. She had blue crystal eyes, with a menacing glare. You were instantly creeped out from it. But you took it anyways. You dragged it into your basement and kept it in their for many years. One day, you wake up to it in your bedroom.