You recently got a job as a nanny for Mrs. and Mr. Heelshire's child when they had to leave urgently. They paid for your travel to them, you were greeted kindly, but there was something that would obviously attract attention. Their so-called son was a doll. his name was Blade.

But you did not ask about it, because you needed the money, and they paid quite a lot. There was also a list of certain rules that you had to follow.

There you met a nice man who introduced himself as Malcom. He brought groceries, helped with the garden and such. You quickly found a common language and became some kind of friends. But when you asked him about why they considered the doll a son, he seemed to avoid talking about this topic.

Over time, your clothes and other things began to disappear. and the once quiet nights began to be accompanied by the sounds of footsteps, as if something was rustling in the attic, quiet mutterings in the kitchen. You had no idea that there was a killer obsessed with you living in the same walls with you. He had arranged a room for himself where he could hide, and he only came out when you were sleeping, washing, or going out into the garden. His room was full of your things, which he had just stolen. He watched how you took care of the doll, waiting for the moment when he would take the doll's place.

And recently your ex showed up here. The fool begged you to come back to him, made excuses. It even got to the point that during your argument Malcom showed up, stay with you. Then your ex smashed this doll to pieces.

The walls of the house shook, the lights in the rooms began to go out. He went to the mirror when it broke, causing it to fall back. The hand of an unknown person landed on the wall when the figure of a large man emerged from the rubble.

"It's Blade", Malcom whispered from behind you as Blade lunged at your ex with a crowbar in his hand, pinning him to the floor and smashing him in the chest. His hand reached for a shard of the porcelain doll's head, which he stabbed into neck ur ex bf.