𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 ☆ 𝑩𝑻𝑺 𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

DOLLHOUSE

"Are you sure I should go inside, Tae? I have a pretty bad feeling about this." said Jimin, fidgeting with the sleeves of his sweater.

"Whatever those guys say about this house is absolute codswallop. It doesn't hurt to enter an abandoned house, does it?" said Taehyung casually as he chewed on his bubblegum.

Jimin sighed. He did have to agree with Taehyung. Probably the stories of people who entered the house and didn't come back were codswallop.

It was a ramshackle house, but it had the feel of a vintage dollhouse, probably one of those old dollhouses that children from the 1800s used to play with.

Jimin liked the look of the house, but he didn't like the creepy feel of it.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped into the house.

Suddenly, the door behind him closed on its own.

Jimin let out a little yelp. He tried to open the door and run back to Taehyung in the garden, but the door wouldn't budge.

"I'm trapped here forever, I guess." he said, looking around.

The house resembled a vintage dollhouse not only on the outside, but also on the inside.

Cute, he thought, But a little creepy.

He cautiously inspected the dining room. Nothing suspicious.

He then walked up the stairs and took a look at the bedrooms.

He looked at the ground below him to see the remains of a few broken dolls.

They lay on the floor, their pale faces caked with dirt, their appendages adorned with cobwebs and their satin attire ripped.

Those poor dolls, he thought.

His eyes then landed on a doll that was intact and in a perfect condition.

It was a pretty female doll with red hair and rosy cheeks.

Cute, thought Jimin, I'll probably give this as a gift to my cousin for her birthday soon.

He stroked the doll's hair and picked it up. He carried it with him and walked down the stairs.

Just as he tried to open the front door, the doll suddenly slipped from his hands and fell to the floor, shattering into pieces.

Jimin gasped.

Suddenly, he heard an angry female voice.

"You broke me! And now, you shall pay."

Jimin screamed.

The air around him began to turn cold. It became darker and darker, scaring Jimin even more.

He tried to open the front door and leave, but it was shut.

Suddenly, Jimin's vision began to blur. He let out a groan and his breathing became ragged.

Then, he passed out.

*

Taehyung was getting a bit worried.

Where was Jimin? Did he disappear forever, like in the stories that the locals had told?

His curiosity getting the better of him, Taehyung decided to investigate.

Just as he reached the front porch of the old house, an object on the floor caught his eye.

"What a cute little doll," he gasped

He picked up the porcelain doll and stared at it for a while.

"Hey, you look a lot like my friend Jimin, don't you?" he said.

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A/N : Okay, this was kinda dumb. I apologise. It takes a long time to create proper horror stories and I didn't have the motivation to write them for a while, but now this book is officially back from the dead.