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The girl on the lawn is not waiting for a treat. She's waiting for you.
The old Harrington House has stood silent for decades, its windows like vacant eyes watching the autumnal descent of Salem. But this Halloween night, something has awakened. It's not a ghost; it's worse. It's a doll-small, perfectly dressed in black lace, with painted white features and a smile that doesn't reach her deadly, vacant eyes.
Her name is Elsie, or perhaps it used to be. Now, she is merely the instrument of a terrible, unseen master.
They say she's just "a doll with a twist," but for the residents of Salem, she's a living nightmare walking the leaf-strewn streets. With her black lace boots and a hit list etched in her mind, Elsie has started a game where no one knows the rules, and the prize is your soul.
When three high school students trespass into the house for a dare, they uncover the chilling truth: Elsie's smile is sharp, her mind insane, and she sees the entire world as her nursery. They realize too late the meaning of her chilling lullaby:
"You're just a toy in her little game..."
You can run, but you cannot hide. Because once Elsie has set her sights on you, her gaze is pure, murderous intent. And the only thing more terrifying than her killer looks is the sound of her small feet running up your stairs.
Welcome to the game. You're already losing.