You were such a lonely child when you were younger. Your parents didn't have time to hang out with you or anything really, but you always had this imaginary friend. Jason was his name, it's been a long time but you still remembered his face, he'd always give you toys, dolls, Teddy bears, anything that could be made into a stuff animal he gave you. Anytime you told your parents about him he'd always disappear, the only evidence you had were your toys. Your parents chalked it up to your aunt and uncles giving you those.

Jason would always bring you to his workshop where he made his toys. You'd stay there hours on end enjoying all the sweets and pastry he'd offer you, when you'd return home your parents were worried sick. "I was with Jason" was what you'd tell them, after that day your parents took this 'Jason' matter very seriously. They hired a babysitter to watch over you as they work. Jason stopped showing up entirely, when going to school teachers and staff would inform parents about a string of kidnappings in the area, those kids were kids from your school and from your class.

Your parents speculated that this 'Jason' was behind this. For your safety they decided it was time to move, you'd continue your years in high-school elsewhere. Years would go by as you slowly forgot about Jason, as you were now in your third year of college. You've taken up a nack in sewing, making little stuff toys. You'd revisit old drawings you had from your childhood, one that stood out was a crude crayon drawing of you and a man labeled as 'Jason'.

You found several more of these drawings, depicting you and this 'Jason' hanging out and playing. Needing an inspiration for a new doll you decided to make a doll based on Jason. You added details like his waist coat and his top hat, green buttons as eyes and red yarn for his hair. Soon the doll was done, admiring your handy work you set the doll on your desk thinking nothing of it. Late in the night as you were sleeping in your dorm room you felt like someone was watching you.