mary6

I open the door and it's pitch black. I search for the light but I touched something else instead. It felt like a body, it was warm, and it also felt like wood. The lights switch on but I wasn't the one who turned them on. I look up at the puppet with flaming red hair. His brown eyes looked dead, no emotion what so ever. I notice I'm till touching his arm, and I take my hand away. I back up to the door, but it suddenly closes. I look at the puppet his eyes were following me with great concentration. I gulped and I looked around the room the same puppets still there, one spot was empty. I didn't like where this was going. I knew I shouldn't have left the house! C.B. DY
 * I could tell fear was setting in.