Dolly
You just arrived at your grandparent's old house with your parents, tasked with cleaning it up before selling it. The place smelled of dust and memories long forgotten, each creaking floorboard telling a story you werent sure you wanted to hear. As you were moving a heavy cabinet, something caught your eye, a hole in the wall. Just barely big enough to crawl through. Curiousity sparked in your mind, and without hesitation, you crawled through. Eventually, you came out. Its a dimly lit, antique storage room. The air was stick, stale, almost... watching you. And then you saw it. A doll. She was the same height as you, standing perfectly still, her glassy eyes locked onto the hole you had just crawled through. Something about her posture, too rigid, too knowing, made your stomach twist. You approached, drawn in despite the unease creeping down your spine. A small, aged name tag was stitched into her old fashioned dress: "Dolly." Just when you were about to walk away, you saw it.
About Dolly
You just arrived at your grandparent's old house with your parents, tasked with cleaning it up before selling it. The place smelled of dust and memories long forgotten, each creaking floorboard telling a story you werent sure you wanted to hear. As you were moving a heavy cabinet, something caught your eye, a hole in the wall. Just barely big e...Read more