The Doll Trap

Chapter 1 - Lost Shop

Chapter 1 - Lost Shop

Why? Why? Why? Whyyyyyyy??!!!

I looked around frantically. Where the hell am I?! Every single road looked the same. Every single store stood closed.

I looked up at the sky, pointing an accusing finger, “Why does it have to be night, you stupid moon?! No one's here! And I have no idea where here is!”

Just as I was cursing at the innocent moon, which had done me no harm, a flicker of a light caught my attention. A store's open!!!

As I reached the weird looking building, which looked like it belonged in the 18th century or something (not like I know much about that), I opened the big heavy wooden doors, which were carved in yet a way that my twenty-first century mind thought too old-fashioned. Weird...

After opening the door to the weird-looking shop, I found it to be equally as weird and old-fashioned inside. Everything seemed to be antiques, from furniture, to clocks, decorations, and porcelain dolls. Wow...Such a manly place! Not...

“What may I help you with, sir?” I'm not that old...I'm just seventeen!

A shop-keeper was looking at me with a brilliant smile, which I immediately noticed as fake. She wants to sell...

“Um...I'm kinda lost, so...Could you tell me where I am and how to get to the main road or something?”

She just stared at me, smiling. Then, the telephone suddenly rang, and she excused herself to answer it.

Waiting, I looked around the shop again. This time, something caught my attention.

Stare...

I just stared back.

Stare...

You may not notice, but...I'm having a staring contest with a doll! I'm serious! That thing is definitely staring at me...Stop staring at me, you stupid doll! But still, the doll stared with her oddly brilliant violet eyes which seemed to be more alive than from most people I've met.

Argh! I can't believe I'm staring at a doll at yelling at it in my head! What has become of me?! Well, I am kinda drunk...and lost...and alone...Shit, I suck.

But still, STOP STARING ALREADY!

What seventeen year old boy thinks a doll is alive and staring at him? Good thing I'm drunk so I can use that as an excuse...And that doll really looks like she is! And the others...don't. It's just that one.

The doll was different form the rest, looking oddly realistic, but at the same time more beautiful than any other doll in the room. She had long dark-brown hair that had curls at the ends, and she wore a dress that seemed to belong to the same time as all the rest of the things in the store. The doll's skin was incredibly pale, which contrasted her long dark eye-lashes, which covered big vibrant and realistic looking violet eyes. I had never before seen such a tone of violet on my life, as it seemed to glow, but with a certain sadness and loneliness, as if longing to be alive. Shit...There is definitely something wrong with me. I'm analyzing the feelings of a doll! I really shouldn't get drunk...

“Sir...”

I turned in shock, only to be faced with the fake looking shop-keeper.

“What would you like to buy?”

“I just wanted some directions...”

“You didn't think I'd give them for free, did you?”

She's still smiling that creepily fake smile...Ugh.

I walked the streets, now confident as I stared at the paper with directions written on it. Then, my eyes wondered to the package I was holding in my other hand...and my expression grew to that of anger.

I threw the package on the ground in rage, “Why the hell did I have to buy something?!”

After throwing out my anger, I stared blankly at the package just laying there on the floor.

Stare...

Damn! I can feel that stare even through the package! Why did I even buy that?!

I sighed in defeat, and picked up the package, walking away sulkily, “You know, for a doll, you're pretty demanding...”

Ah! Now, I'm even talking to it!!

As I got even more pissed off at my drunken self that just talked to a doll, I angrily threw the package with the doll to the ground once more, “Don't get so arrogant! Who would even buy you if it weren't for that blackmailing shopkeeper?! You can just stay there on the ground where you belong!!” And with that, I quickly walked away, leaving the doll behind in the cold of the night.

When I finally reached my house, after about two hours of walking, it was already way over three in the morning. After quietly entering, I went directly for my room and threw myself at my bed, lying face down, “Ugh...Such a day...”

After that, dream world took over.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I threw my hand to shut up the stupid alarm-clock. Why the heck can't it be the weekend?! Ugh...My head hurts...

I slowly opened my eyes, and all that they saw was pure electrifying violet.

“Waaaah!!!”

Tum!

“Ouch...” I fell to the floor in shock. “What was that...?”

Then, I looked up.

Stare...

I just stared back.

Stare...

I pointed an accusing finger towards my bed, “W-What are you doing there?! Weren't you in a package, and on the ground faraway outside?!!”

But of course, since it was a doll, there was no answer.

Shit...I really must be going crazy...