the girl lead her into a dark room and locked the door behind them. then the smell hit Kathy, and she stumbled and started feeling for the door. all she could smell was the rusty salty smell of blood. old blood and new blood was there. she yelled out, but a hand clamped over her mouth, a tiny hand, and a childs voice whispered in her ear " save you breath for later, dont waste your screams before we even start!"
the light flashed on, blinding her for a moment and then as the world faded back in she looked around the small room. to her horror, the walls were splattered and splashed with blood, as though someone was decorating the room with blood, and the carpet, which before she had thaught was unpolished, rough wood, was actually something that had once been a thick luxurious carpet, but was now stiff with dried blood.
then she spotted a pile of adult human size rag dolls, splattered in blood. their own blood! realized Kathy. She saw two girls playing with the hair on one of the bodies, and they looked up and said "oh look Needles, a new dolly for us!" "yes, this one looks feisty!" agreed the one who must be called needles. "who are you?" asked Kathy nervously, stuttering and stumbling over the words slightly "oh, we are Pins and Needles" said the one who must be called Pins.
