Don't Blink...

Chapter 5

I ran up to Bells room. She wasn't dead. Yet. I saw it. The doll raising a glimmering knife. I saw the utter terror in Bells eyes as the doll plunged the knife into her throat. I ran. The doll hadn't seen me, but I know it knew I had saw. I ran like there was no tomorrow, quite literally. I didn't bother getting my belongings. I planned to go the the police. I stopped. I figured it out. The doll was taking all safety away from me. I heard screams from all directions. The screaming was getting louder and louder, closer and closer. I sprinted again. I didn't know where to. Somewhere. Anywhere. As long as it wasn't here. Tears were pouring out of my eyes like waterfalls and streaming down my cheeks as I ran. Randomly, I stopped again. It felt like time had, too. Something was happening. I felt a slight jolt of pain from my palm. I looked down at it. There was a symbol on it. It had been written using my blood as ink. I regognised the symbol. I has seen it before. It hit me. It was my family crest. But I had seen it somewhere else. I knew where. Imprinted on the dolls dress. I tried to run, but I couldn't. I was frozen. I heard a sweet giggle. I had heard it before. I whipped around. There it was. The doll stood staring at me, a knife soaked with fresh, shimmering blood clutched tightly in its hand. "Hello again. Master." It said to me. I felt my heart stop. My whole body went numb.

Then, my whole world faded into an abyss of nothingness. 

All in the blink of an eye...