Lyla's POV
I decided to keep my experience with the demonic doll a secret. If the others found out, they'd never let me forget.
There was a knock on my door. I checked underneath the door to make sure it wasn't the creepy little doll. Human shoes. I opened the door and was surprised to see Connor there.
"Hi," I said awkwardly.
"H'llo" Connor rubbed the back of his neck, "Can I talk to you about something?"
"Oh, um, yeah," I stepped the side to let Connor in. He sat on the edge of my bed.
"Could you close the door?" he asked, quietly. I hummed a yes, shut the door, and sat beside him.
Connor took a deep breath before he began. "Something weird is going on."
"What do you mean?" I asked. Maybe the doll had stolen Connor's phone, too.
"We had the same dream, isn't that a little, well, weird?" Now that he mentioned it, it kinda was. "And Raina, she hasn't asked about her camrecorder since yesterday." Connor pulled out the smashed video camera. I gasped.
"She's going to kill you," I said.
"I know, but she hasn't mentioned the thing at breakfast. She usually has it with her." Connor said. He was right, she didn't have it, nor did she ask about it.
"I noticed something, too." I said. I walked over to my closet and pulled the doors open. The puddle of blood had shrunk to drops here and there. The hole in the wall was gone.
"There was a doll here, and a puddle of blood, and a hole here." I indicated to the hole. Connor put his hand on the spot and the wall ripped. The hole was still there.
"Oh my gosh," Connor gasped. Shrill laughing filled the room. Connor jumped back as the doll returned.
It ran around the room, screaming with joy. I jumped up onto the bed with Connor. He hugged me around the waist tightly, and the doll ran back into the hole in my closet.
We sat there, letting what just happened sink in.
"What was that thing?!" Connor said after a while.
"Me?" The freaking doll was standing on the bed right in front of us. I let out a scream of surprise.
"Y-yes," Connor's voice shook.
"I am Akuma," The doll said in his demonic little voice, "You and your friends know me as the maker of evil. You and your friends will soon play a game. A game that will continue through death. A game that you cannot escape."
And with that, Akuma disappeared.
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A/N Akumaaaa. Ahhhhhh. Creepyyyy. If you want to know what it means, look it up on Google Translate. That's where I got it from.
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The Demon's Game
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