I have no sane family, not really, the dolls are coming. The flames, the screams, it’s my fault, the dolls are coming. Help me. Help ME! The dolls are coming. Can’t I just go back, the dolls are coming. I hear Summers voice, the dolls are coming. I hear Thomas’s cry, the dolls are coming. I hear the footsteps, the dolls are here…All Rights Reserved