Porcelain

Porcelain Part 2

"Daddy, help me."

That haunting voice petrified Jack. For a moment he wished he was dead, unable to grasp the reality of what just happened.

"Annie?" He choked on saying her name. There was no response, just the whirring of the fan in the corner. Jack peered over his shoulder, and to his surprise, the doll was still face down in the carpet. A bead of sweat trailed down the side of his cheek. He brushed it off as he sat up and rubbed his face.

There was a knock at the front door that echoed down the hallway. Jack shot out of the bed and through the house, wanting a reason to get out of that room. His stomach made a turn as he looked through the peep hole and no one was there. He opened the door and craned his neck around. The flood lights illuminating the yard and driveway. Paranoid and tired, Jack closed the door and made his way back through the kitchen. Another knock at the door stopped him dead in his tracks. He stood completely still, unable to even breathe.He grabbed the slugger that laid against the beaten cabinet, ready to swing for a home run. The door he closed was now cracked open. His hand swung the door wide open. Nobody was there, nothing except a note that had been folded and precisely placed on his door mat. He let out the breath that he had been holding in; it turned into a dense fog into the cold night. The bat still clutched tightly in his fist, he picked up the tented note. It was Annie's drawing. Jack crumpled it in his hand, and walked back inside. He slammed the door and locked both locks. The bat still tight in his left hand. 

There was a tall shade that passed into his room as Jack stood looking down into the abyss. He tapped the tip of the bat against the floor and dragged it as he crept to the door. The doll had some how moved silently from the carpet to the chair in the corner of his room. It had perfect posture, just like Annie. The once dead, grey eyes were now a piercing blue. In the blink of an eye, the malevolent and wide smile turned into neutrality; indifference. Everything seemed to shrink around Jack as it narrowed on the manifestation of evil in front of him. This time he knew he had to do something. He reared his arm back and swung aiming straight for the doll's head. The doll fell to the floor before the bat could turn it to dust. Jack fell to the ground as it rolled over and bit a chunk out of his ankle. Blood poured onto the carpet, staining the shit green a dark crimson.

 It stood over him, smiled once more, and walked to Carson's door. Jack stumbled to get up, unable to walk, he bounced to the door. He heard Carson's door open and close. Horrified, Jack clung to the hallway wall as he dragged his foot across the floor. He opened Carson's door. Carson was still in bed sound asleep; however, the doll was nowhere in sight. There was another knock at the front door.

 The front door open and then closed. Jack peered out of Carson's room to the opening of the hallway, waiting to see who had just broke into his house. 

"Daddy" a soft voice called from the kitchen. Annie's voice. "Help me." Jack's adrenaline went into over drive, and he forced himself down the hallway. Just as he almost made it back to the living room, his half gnawed off ankle gave out, and he fell to the floor again. He struggled to even get to his knees. Someone walked in front if him, but he could only see their shoes. They were black Birkenstock's, ones he had seen a million times before. They were Bianca's, and when he looked up grimacing in pain, that's exactly who he saw looking down on him with the same sinister smile the doll gave him.  

"Bianca? Help me please." 

Bianca laughed, and kicked him in the head as she walked right past him and into Carson's room. He tried once more to get up, but collapsed. She walked out carrying Carson, sleeping on her shoulder. In the other hand was the doll. She walked over him again, this time he grabbed her ankle. She kicked him in the head with her other foot, busting his nose and lip wide open. 

"Why are you doing this?" Jack cried out. She looked back and down at him. Staring into Jack, this time with a subtle smile. 

"I'm adding to my collection of course silly." She walked out, and everything faded to black for Jack.