Doll Maker

Prologue

Rain falls slowly over a brightly lit city, soaking anyone out among the wet streets without an umbrella. Cars zoom down the road with people walking along the sidewalk, going about their business or simply window shopping.

The night is alive and most of the action seems to be around a club with bright neon signs.

In the back of the club, a door opens to reveal a woman with short blondish-white hair with the ends curled up by her chin, brown eyes, and she's dressed in a short, black sparkling dress.

She sighs at the rain to open her purse, pulling out an umbrella to open it. She walks out, waving to a few other girls who were leaving as well.

"See you tomorrow night, Mimzy!" called one of the girls.

"Damn straight you will, see ya sugar." giggled the blonde woman.

Mimzy walks down the alley to reach the sidewalk, walking away from the club to head home.

It was another long night of her singing to a packed crowd, oh how she loves singing. But tonight, she was off her game.

Sure the crowd loved her and her performance as always, but tonight was different. Mimzy felts eyes on her, not the normal eyes of admirers, but dangerous eyes.

She felt like something was going to happen.

The woman shakes her head to slap her cheek a bit.

"Calm down, Mimzy girl, you're over thinking things, probably another overly attached fan, you've handled them before." she muttered to herself.

Mimzy reaches a set of lights, waiting for the pedestrian sign to come on. She hits the button and waits as cars zoom by her.

As she waits, the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, the eyes were back. Mimzy looks behind her but sees nothing, the sidewalk was empty except for a young woman admiring a gorgeous red gown in the window.

Oh wow that dress is stunning, she should make note of the shop to check it out later, it would be perfect for her next classical song performance at the club.

She shakes her head, not the time, danger, someone dangerous was watching her.

The light soon changes and Mimzy quickly crosses the road, speed walking towards her home. As she walks, she peeks behind her, but there was no one there.

Why then, why is she feeling eyes on her, is someone following her?

Her apartment building is soon in sight and the woman lets out a sigh of relief. She's almost home, soon she can change out of her outfit and into her cozy pajamas and watch late night reality TV till bed.

Mimzy reaches the steps when she hears footsteps behind her.

"Evening Mimzy." said a voice.

She looks back to calmly sigh, smiling as she takes in the figure.

"It's been awhile since I've seen you, how are you?" asked Mimzy happily.

The figure just stands there, staring at her.

"Well, I would have come sooner but sadly I haven't been feeling the best." said the figure.

"What do you mean, the weather getting you?" she asked.

The figure walks closer to her to take her hand, kissing it gently.

"No, heartbreak is the cause, you lied to me Mimzy." said the figure.

"Huh, wh-what do you mean?" she stuttered.

The figure stands up straight, not releasing her hand.

"You told me I was your only one, dating for a week and I find you not only kissing another, but telling them the exact same lie you told me, think my heart is a game?" asked the figure.

"N-no, of course not, you know I love you, sweetie, that was just part of an act for the club." squeaked Mimzy.

She was shaking now, trying to pull her arm back but the figure wouldn't let her go. She looks around but the streets are empty now, no one was around to help her.

"You lie as easily as you spread your legs, I thought you were beautiful, a pure beauty who cared for me, but it's obvious I was wrong." said the figure.

They lean in, staring into Mimzy's fearful eyes to grin widely, showing off sharp teeth.

"You've become dirty and ugly, this world has tainted you, but don't worry my pretty little doll, I can fix you." said the figure.

Mimzy's eyes widen at the words and opens her mouth the scream. She barely makes a sound as the figure pulls her towards themself, hand over her mouth as they take out a syringe.

They inject it into the woman's neck, hitting the plunger.

Mimzy groans behind the hand but her eyes start to shut and her vision becomes blurry. She can barely make the figure out who easily lifts her up.

"Don't worry, you will soon be perfect again." said the figure.

NOTE: It's finally here, the story you all voted for on Twitter. A short prologue but the chapters should be longer so yay. What will happen next? Till the next chapter, stay tuned~

P.S. This is the dress Mimzy was looking at.