Soft music was playing in the background. A familiar melody, one Alice had heard before.
One year, for her sixth birthday, Alice's mother had given her a singing doll. A sweet harmony, and a beautiful prerecorded voice sang from within it, almost as if the doll itself were singing.
That's where she'd heard it before. Except this time, there was no voice, only the soft whisper of the tune itself could be heard, resonating from within the walls of the old house. 'That can't be possible,' Alice thought. 'That doll went missing three years ago, after my family was murdered!'
She scrambled to her feet and hurried to the front door, slipping occasionally on a wet substance she didn't care to know about. With each step, it seemed as if the melody was getting louder, as if the door was growing further and further away. Alice had begun to panic, tripping over her own feet in her haste. She reached the door at last and pulled the handle so hard, it almost came right off. She turned and turned, but it wouldn't budge. Eventually, she gave up, slamming her fist against the door as if she believed that would make it open. Standing there in the entrance of the creaky old building, she could hear almost nothing but the tune that had been playing ever since she arrived at that god forsaken place.
aaaand that's all you get! lmao
please read the rest once I upload it!
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