The Island of the Dolls

Episode 2: The Doll House

The boys stared up at the abandoned old house, dolls hung from every available space and dust covered the porch.
Colby crouched in front, posing. With the house casting a shadow over him. "Dude this would be a perfect pic for the thumbnail." Sam snapped some pictures and then turned the camera back on.
"Alright guys we just walked up to the abandoned house of the man who lived on this island and I don't know how well you can see because the sun is down but there are dozens of dolls hanging from the roof and the trees all around this house."
Colby tested the first step then walked across the porch, the floorboards groaning under his weight. He passed through the doorway and then stopped, coughing. "Dude it is so dusty in here, put on your mask." He turned to Sam and the camera, "look at me bro my eyes are burning."
Sam pulled on his mask and followed him inside.
"Even though tourists are said to come here it looks like no one has been in here in a long time. Look at the dust all over the floor."
Colby followed his gaze, "It's so thick it looks like a carpet almost."
They ventured further into the house, Sam turned to Colby.
"I think the alter for the little girl is upstairs, in the attic."
Colby nodded, "So we should go there last."
Sam moved towards the kitchen with his camera while Colby went into the master bedroom. Suddenly, Colby heard a scream.
"Sam?!"
He ran back into the living room and Sam called to him from the kitchen.
"Holy crap, that scared the crap out of me."
Colby followed Sam's gaze and saw a porcelain doll hanging from the ceiling fan. She had long black hair and she was wearing a dirty, faded, white dress.
Colby grinned, "We should take her home and hide her in Jake's room."
Sam laughed, "Oh my god that would be perfect! What if we took as many dolls back as we could carry and set them all up in his apartment? We're moving anyways, it would be like one last prank."
Colby smiled, "He would hate us! That would be so funny he would freak!"
Sam reaches up and untied the doll from her noose. He held her up to the camera, "What should we name her?"
Colby studied her, "Allison."
Sam smoothed down her hair, "Alright Allison, you're coming home with us. Hopefully that little girl doesn't get mad.."
Colby grabbed the camera from Sam, "Alright guys so there isn't really anything else down here, other than the creepy dolls so we're going to head up to the attic."
They started walking towards the stairs then Colby stopped, "Wait, am I going first?"
Sam smirked, "you have the camera."
Colby groaned, "Goddangit!" He grumbled, "Sam always makes me go first it's not fair! I think he's scared guys." Colby ranted as he stomped up the stairs when he suddenly heard a loud crack and felt his foot fall through the step.
Colby screamed, "Aaaah-ugh!"
He fell through the staircase and ten feet down to the first floor below.
Sam screamed, "Colby!"
From the jagged hole in the staircase he could see his best friend, twisted and crumpled in a heap on the floor. Sam ran down the rest of the stairs and fell to his knees beside Colby.
"Colby! Colby can you hear me?! Oh my god oh god oh god Colby!"
His hands were shaking as he dropped the camera and fumbled for his phone.
"Hello? Please my friend's hurt! My friend my- can anyone speak English?! Mi amigo! Please! Help me!"
Sam threw his phone down in frustration and grabbed Colby's shoulders.
"Colby! Colby please wake up!"
He gently turned Colby on his side and saw that the back of his head was sticky with blood. He checked him for any other injuries and saw that his leg was twisted at an unnatural angle.
Sam gagged and turned away, he threw up in the corner of the living room, heaving and gasping until his stomach was sore. He went to wipe his mouth when he realized his hands were stained red with Colby's blood. He backed up in fear, staring at his hands then turned back to his best friend and sobbed, clinging to him.
"I-I don't know what to do, Colby please if you can hear me say something!"
Sam held Colby to his chest and screamed.
"Help! Someone please anyone!"
He looked up at the sky, praying to every God that could hear him.
"Please" he whimpered, "He's everything I have."