Ben sat down in his living room watching game of thrones but the he could here a scratching noise he went upstairs and the doll had moved the doll house into his room. The dollhouse was the one from when he was little. One night he had heard tiny foot steps then pains and voices. The doll was singing Ben shall die he will cry just for a pie while he dies while scratching bens arm with a knife. Ben shuck his arm and the doll went flying across the room he was sick and tired of this doll.
One night he told the doll what waste of space he is. The doll said wanna play that game...
