Sarah inherited a beautifully crafted dollhouse from her grandmother, its intricate details mesmerizing her as she ran her fingers over the tiny furniture and lifelike dolls. Each night, she noticed the dolls had moved slightly from where she left them, and whispers and creaking noises filled her bedroom, sending shivers down her spine. Curious and a little frightened, she set up a camera to record the dollhouse overnight, her heart pounding as she pressed 'record.' Watching the footage, she discovered the dolls moving on their own, their glassy eyes glinting with a malevolent spark in the dim light. Delving into her grandmother's past, she found an old journal revealing her grandmother was a witch who had trapped evil spirits in the dollhouse to protect the family. One night, forgetting to close the dollhouse properly, Sarah woke up to find the dolls scattered around her room, their cold, unblinking stares fixed on her. Panicked, she desperately tried to place them back inside, but the dolls resisted, their tiny hands clawing at her fingers, their sinister whispers growing louder. The room filled with a chilling, sinister laughter as the dolls closed in on Sarah, their icy fingers wrapping around her throat, tightening as the darkness consumed her.
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Sixty-Second Dark Fairy Tales
Short StoryBrought to you by Mojo, the twisted fairy, delve into the depths of darkness in this collection of sixty-second dark fairy tales, where shadows hold mysterious allure, clockwork hearts betray humanity, and wishes come with chilling consequences. Jou...