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"We're back Revamped The madness never ends We're not Alone This time we've brought some friends. No doors No hope. But you keep coming back
But if this is what you want Then you can be just like us It's what we're made to do
You act like we're to blame Wear a mask to hide yourself. When really it makes us the same
A couple hours but it's feelin' like days Now you're runnin' out of power
Leave you mangled and winding away."______________________________________________________
-Corina-
It was night time which was, of course, one of the banes of my existence. I stood in the corner of my room just watching the dolls, staring at them and waiting as I held Opal to my chest for comfort.
It wasn't too long before I heard it. A small childlike giggle, I narrowed my eyes at the pile of dolls as the giggling continued.
Should I run for the door? Can I even get to it before they get me?
I bit my lip as I glanced at the door, my only exit, my only escape.
"Play...with us...puppet master."
I frantically looked around the room but saw no sign that showed where the voice had come from. When I turned my attention back to the doll pile I froze up in pure horror.
All of the dolls had moved, all ten of them had run off and scattered throughout the room.
I swallowed hard and glanced at the door, for a few moments I just waited then I bolted.
I ran to the door grabbing the handle at the same time something latched onto my right leg.
I let out a shriek but continued to open the door. The door opened for me without any resistance whatsoeve.
It's not locked?
I kicked my leg while shaking it at the same time as I tried to throw the doll off of me. I heard a light thud as the doll fell off of me before I heard the voice again.
"Puppet master, oh puppet master won't you play with us?"
I ran out of the room not bothering to close the door behind me.
Taiga, I need to find Taiga he can help me.
I ran down the hallway the giggling of the dolls following me the whole time.
I eventually reached Taiga's room but when I peered inside I found it empty.
"No," I whispered.
A glass jar suddenly hit the wall next to me bursting on impact and showering me with some type of green liquid and small pieces of glass.
I winced as I briefly looked at the liquid a rotten and horrible smell entering my nose as I did.
What is this?
I glanced at the remains of the broken jar and saw something pink and fleshy looking sitting among the glass.
Brains. It's a brain!
I gritted my teeth and swallowed hard as bile rose in my throat, I gripped Opal to my chest as I began shaking slightly.
I need Taiga. He has to be with Doctor Oswald.
YOU ARE READING
The ToyMakers Volume 1
Horror(FEATURED STORY) We play with Toys, We love Toys, We kill with Toys, We are The ToyMakers. (THE AMAZING COVER WAS DONE BY MY FRIEND @Aaron_Ledgers)