Katie abruptly woke up with breath heavy. Sitting up on the bed she looked around the room which was dark and quiet. The rain pelted towards the closed windows as she stepped out of the bed, and her feet touched the cold floor.
Going to stand next to the window, she saw the heavy rain pouring down from the dark clouds. Drops of water followed one after the other in continuous streamed lines, competing with each other.
It had been more than a month since the incident that took place in the doll maker's house but it continued to remain in the back leave her subconsciousness.
Mr. Weaver often came in her dreams ready to mummify her and it made sleeping difficult. It was like a recurring nightmare that she wished would leave her mind but the doll maker wasn't the only one who visited her in her dreams. It was the doll with blue eyes and vibrant smile that scared her more.
