Chapter 7: Night Terrors

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Our eyes were glued to Ruby. Ruby's eyes were glued to us. Three pairs of eyes, ranging from colors of blue, green, and brown, having a staring contest against one pair of glistening, purple eyes. It was a silent stare-off for 5 minutes, which felt like 5 hours.

Issac broke the silence. "D-did you see that?" He stammered. Me and Carmen nodded our heads quickly. "It seems that we're dealing with a lot more than just a weird doll." Ruby's eyes shifted as Carmen's sentence ended. I realized something "Maybe we shouldn't call her 'weird doll' and things like that. I think it's upsetting her." Issac tried to lighten the mood with the statement "Well if that upsets her, we should all be dead by the way we made fun of her earlier." I smiled at his joke, but the soft tension rose as Carmen spoke up. "Listen, this isn't the time for games. If we don't wanna die here, we should try and stay on Ruby's good side."

There was a silent agreement and I looked at Ruby again. Who knew that all of this could happen in only a couple of hours? I was getting overwhelmed by the tension so I gave an alternate solution. "We should go to bed, it will give us more time to think about what will happen next." "But what about Ruby?" Issac wondered. I picked her up and set her in another room of the fort. "Well keep her there for now, if she moves, we're dead, if she doesn't, we'll probably have less of a chance of dying." I then grabbed a blanket, laid my head onto a beanbag chair, and fell asleep.

It was cold, I felt metal underneath my body. It turns out, my mind had taken me to a warehouse. It didn't look abandoned, but it wasn't that clean either. Each of the shelves were lined with dolls that looked similar to Ruby's design. Except, there was something different about most of them. They were all different heights, and were much more realistic than Ruby is. If I thought about it anymore, I would think that they were actual children- "AHHHHHHHHH" Was that, a scream? I ran to where I heard it and found me. I was struggling to get out of the grip of two giant, metal arms carrying me to a huge container. "HELP, HELP, HELLLLLLP-" *squish* Blood was everywhere, my blood was everywhere. Brains, guts, bones, and all. Scattered all over the place to make what? A doll that looked the exact same as me was walking out of the container. Same height, same clothes, same everything. It looked at me and started to sprint directly at me. I took that as my sign to run and took off. As much as I would love to brag about my track and field skills, they were no match for a much faster, smarter, doll version of me. I was soon caught and pulled into the container. The last pair of eyes I saw after that were the purple eyes of Ruby. *Click, click, click* The door was closing, but I couldn't move. *Click, click, click, click" The clicking was getting faster, but I still couldn't move. All I could think of was the piercing eyes of Ruby. *Click, click, click, click, click, SNAP* I heard nothing, I felt nothing, and soon, I became nothing.

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