Do You Wanna Play?

Meet Anastasia

I remained sitting in the room with "Annabelle" for what seems like days, and she's still glaring at me. I constantly try to look away or close my eyes to prevent me looking at her but, every time I do so, I can still see and feel her eyes staring at me. Oh God, can I please just get out of this Hell hole?! As if on cue, someone opened the door to this mysterious room. It wasn't anyone who I knew. She had black hair with a bright green ombre, and blue eyes(picture above), of what I could see from the dim light. "W-who are you?" I ask sounding scared to death. "My name's Anastasia." she replies, "There is no reason to be scared you know. Just saying. What's your name?".

"M-my name's E-Emily. Emily Grim." I said trying to stand confidently. She walked towards me with a smile plastered on her face. She put her hand out for me take it. As soon as I took her hand, she helped me up and was headed to the door. As soon as we got to the doorway, the door slammed shut and locked. Anastasia and I then heard a barely audible child's voice behind us. Strangely, I knew the voice......it was Annabelle.

I swing around vigorously to be facing the doll. Her head propped up, her eyes glaring at us behind the button covers, and just slightly under the skirt of her woven dress was the shimmering and glistening of a blade. I glance to see Anastasia being thrown to the other side of the room as it starts to fill with echoes of screeches and wails. I desperately try and cover my ears only for it to get louder, like it were coming from me. I close my eyes to try and deprive my self of the torturous cries, and then it suddenly goes dead quiet. I open my eyes, looking around the room in confusion, as soon as my gaze had reached Anastasia my body was pushed to the ground. Pain was pulsing through my body, the intensity blurring my vision. I felt a weight on my chest, like something large was sitting on me, I'm stuck. After what seemed like hours, my vision was starting to blacken from air deprivation, I'm feeling tired. My eyes threaten to shut, my eyelids fluttering open and closed, I have to stay awake, I can't let her win. I start to feel scratches and cuts on my arms, causing screams of agony to erupt from my body. It feels like she's tearing the skin from my bones, I try to turn my head to look, but to no avail. Child-like laughter fills the room, it sounds corrupted, demonic. Seconds later, it feels like something is shoved down my throat, but my mouth isn't open...my eyes finally shut after the feeling is relieved. I can't go on, this is the end for me...these thoughts fill my head as I feel myself go numb, my heartbeat pounding in my ears.