The Room

Chapter 2

I woke up screaming, sweat running down my head mixing with the blood that was already pouring out of my skull. The two mixed together to make a sickly rose pink. I struggled up and glanced around the room again quickly.
To my surprise, I heard the children again. This time the noise was coming from my left, towards a chalk drawing, that looked familiar. I remembered, it was a hopscotch, the children were playing the game. I heard the rock drop with an eerie echo and then the terrifying chant of the ghostly creatures counting.
All of a sudden the TV at the far front of the room turned on with high-pitched volume, playing white noise. I shuffled over to the front of the box hell hole. Pressing the stiff button, which turned it off, I sighed with relief. A tingling sensation entered my head and made me go really dizzy. I had to hold onto the table opposite me to steady myself.
Then it stopped. Everything. It seemed all to quiet, I was in pleasant discomfort. I spun around on my tied-together feet thinking that it must be over soon. If only I knew.
Stood in front of me was a doll with empty dead eyes as if it wanted to hypnotise me. Tilting it's head, the creepy doll started to smile and levitate into the air. I then soon realised it was being lifted. Lifted by something unimaginably horrifying.
A girl.
For all I could see, she had brown hair and hazel eyes that stared at me coldly. She opened her mouth and I saw a hand reach out of it.
I just stood there motionless, lifeless.
She then whispered in her deep voice that sent chills down my spine, "Do you want to play with my doll Agatha?"
I had no control. My mouth opened unwillingly and I cried, "Yes."