Jigsaw

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Sh awoke suddenly. Not knowing her surroundings she started to hyperventilate. Without warning the TV that had been mounted opposite her burst to life in a loud wave of static. A face appeared unlike any face she had seen before. It was a dolls face, painted white with red circles on its cheeks, sunken glass eyes and a mess of dark hair accompanied by a sinister grin (not that she knew a doll could be sinister). The doll was dressed in a tuxedo. "Hello Becky" a voice started, it was a baritone voice. It echoed throughout the room.

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