All that could be heard around the neighborhood were shouts looking for 8 year old Lily Greenwood. She had gone missing just last night, and no one seemed to have seen anything.
"Lily?" Lisa Greenwood called out in despair, "Lily are you there?" Her husband, John, was inside the house, looking for any clues that could lead to them finding their daughter. Suddenly, some police officers emerged from the woods and in the detective's hands was a creepy porcelain doll.
"John," Lisa yelled, "Come outside!" John emerged from the house and stood next to Lisa. As the chief came closer to them, they could see that the doll looked strangely like Lily.
"We found an area in the woods where we could see signs of struggle," Detective Robbins started, "But all we could find was this doll." He held the doll out to them and John looked closer. It looked EXACTLY like their daughter.
"We're going to take this in for examination," Robbins was about to walk away but he paused and turned around, "You folks should get some sleep, y'all need it."
The couple nodded and headed inside leaving Robbins standing out there with an unreadable expression.
***
It had been three weeks since Lily was last seen, and so far no one had any luck finding her. The couple were distraught, and they had every right to be. Everyone knew how close Lily was to them.
The detective had given them the doll, saying, "We haven't found anything on it, if there were any fingerprints, the rain must've washed them off"
The Greenwoods had felt something weird when they touched the doll, like it was...alive. The other day Lisa had put it on the table, but somehow it was sitting on the sofa when she came back from the washroom. John had stuffed it in a closet later, already feeling creeped out. When he woke up in the middle of the night, feeling the need to use the washroom, there it was, just standing in the doorway.
***
Detective Robbins sat at his desk, trying to come up with any possible leads. He had ruled out everyone in this small town...except for her parents. It couldn't possibly be them...right?
He thought back to the first day. The couple did seem calm for parents who just lost their child, and it was especially strange since they were very close. Usually when there's a missing child case, the parents tend to blame each other, but they were very comforting to each other. Maybe too comforting.
He decided to go and share this with the police chief, wanting his insight.
***
The Greenwood's phone rang, echoing throughout the house. Lisa hurried to the phone, John close behind.
"Hello?" She asked, "Who is this?"
"Hello Mommy!" A little girl's voice answered. Lisa dropped the phone, scared out of her mind. John looked at her questionably before picking up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi Daddy!" John widened his eyes. How!? She was supposed to be dead! She HAD to be. Lisa clicked 'speaker' and then spoke.
"Lily?" She asked, "Is this you?"
The little girl giggled, "Yes! You killed me Mommy, you and Daddy." The couple merely nodded. "You're guilty!"
"I can see you!" She giggled again, "The dolly, it's me, it's me!" Their eyes widened in fear.
"I'm gonna get you!" The girl sang and suddenly her voice turned demonic, "You're gonna die! I'm gonna get you, you're gonna die!"
John hung up the phone and stared at it. How was this possible? He must be dreaming. Suddenly, he heard an ear piercing scream, and soon let one out himself.
***
All that could be heard around the neighborhood were shouts looking for Lisa and John Greenwood. They had gone missing just last night, and no one seemed to have seen anything...
