Creepy man:
"Let the game begin, dolly."
"Hmm, we start easy. Go to the kitchen."
I tried to swallow my fear away as I took one step forwards, to be able to walk out of the room.
I have to go to the right, or else I have no idea of what will happen next.
I reached the doorframe as I peeked out my head, looking both right and then left.
Then I took one step forward again, looking down at the stairs.
The kitchen usually is on the first floor, it shouldn't be different here.
I slowly walked over to the stairs, grabbing the railing for support down the stairs.
I heard footsteps behind me, the man was following me.
Watching my every steps.
I continued my way down the stairs with pounding heart.
As I came to the first floor, I looked left then right again, thinking of which way I should go next.
It depends of this, if I walk the wrong way, then too bad for me.
With shaking legs, I managed to take one step at the right, I stood in front of a door.
With pounding heart, I hoped that it would be the right door as I slowly opened it while listening to the cracking sound it made.
When I opened the door, I saw a room, it wasn't the kitchen.
It was a room with only one furniture in it.
Sweat started to form on my forehead as I realised what this meant.
The creepy man started to laugh.
Creepy man:
"Oh dear, this wasn't the right room."
He continued to laugh, while I almost was on the edge of tears.
Creepy man:
"You lost, which means punishments."
I slowly turned around to face the man, he smirked as his eyes showed excitement.
Please don't let it be something bad, please.
I internally begged.
Creepy man:
"Stay here dolly, don't touch anything."
He turned to face the door with a huge smirk on his face, then he walked out of the door, closing it slowly.
I was left alone in the room.
Oh how I wished I could escape, but I couldn't.
This was my destiny.
I looked around in the room while fiddling with my fingers out of nervousness.
I hope his punishment wouldn't be bad.
While I was looking around, one thing catches my eyes.
I saw another doll sitting on the floor in the corner of the room, I slowly walked towards it to get a better look.
She was pretty rare.
Her hair was disheveled and her one eye was gone, she had a crack on her right cheek as her lips also had a crack on, her one arm was gone and the other was broken.
I suppose her dress once upon a time were white, now it's nearly brown due to the dirt, but she was still beautiful, everyone can't be perfect, right?
And that includes dolls and toys too.
Suddenly a deep voice behind me stopped me from what I was doing.
???:
"What are you doing?!"
I turned around in shock, still holding the doll in my embrace .
Creepy man:
"I told you not to touch anything!"
He was mad, I could feel it and see it.
He raised his voice also.
Creepy man:
"Put it down!"
My eyes were widened of shock as I turned around again to put the doll on the floor again.
It was like the doll was looking me straight into my eyes,pleading me to not put it back down.
But I had to.
When I was finished, I walked over to the man again as his mood changed back to the creepy, soft.
He held his hands behind his back while having that smirk on his lips again, making my heart beat faster.
He titled his head at the side as he was looking straight into my eyes.
Creepy man:
"Since you lost, this is your punishment.
He held his hands in front of him as he was showing me what he had been holding.
It was a scissor.
I freeze. A scissor?!
He reached it over for me as my hands, without me wanting it, grabbed the scissor.
Creepy man:
"Now, cut yourself."
My eyes widened, no way!
I don't wanna do that.
I became cold due to how scared I was.
I tried to refuse to cut myself, but it was like may hands didn't listen to my brain at all.
My right hand, who was holding the scissor,slowly began to reach over to my left wrist as it started to cut it.
The pain caused me to scream, I screamed my lungs out.
Tears formed in my eyes who slowly started to fall down as a waterfall.
I looked at my wrist, my tears blurry my sight a little, blood was seeping out from my wrist.
It was a lot of blood.
My hand continued to cut my wrist.
I didn't do it myself, well I didn't have control.
It was like my hand had it's own life and could control itself.
Another cut made me scream out of pain again, it felt like I was going to faint any second.
Tears continued to fall like a waterfall while I tried to stop myself from cutting, but I couldn't.
Soon my vision started to get blurry and I was on my way to faint, but then my hand stopped from cutting my wrist.
Creepy man:
"No dolly, we are not finished yet."
I looked at the man, tears streaming down from pain and anger.
I was angry at the man, he was the one making me do this.
I didn't only look at him, I stared at him.
Stared at him like there's not tomorrow.
Creepy man:
"Now dolly, find the bathroom where the lights are off."
I gulped, still crying as I made my way out of the room.
I wanted to ask him how many bathrooms there were, but I didn't dare to say anything.
I couldn't say anything, I was crying too much and I was too afraid of him.
