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DOLL-Y
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I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand.

But what made it creepy is that, there's no bloodstain in my hand.

It got me puzzled to why am I here, what have I done, If i did something really stupid that I didn't even realize it. But that doesn't make any sense at all!

I stand up to also realize that I've been lying on a wet grass since then. My cloth did absorb the liquid, making me less of a dry one. But the liquid didn't even seen to see clear. It has this metallic smell that I can recognize.

Turns out to be blood.

And as the moonlight hits my eyes, the ground I've been lying at, there is an instant chill creeping down my spine when I had visualize the whole surrounding.

They were a mixture of dead aand dying bodies all around me. Most of them aren't moving any muscle, while the others are crying for help. I start to freak out what was happening, or why am I here. I don't know where to go, if I should run or not, but I decided to anyways.

But I soon found out that my ankle was broken, but why didn't I even felt the pain? It has a big hole into my ankle that made me see some sparksparkling inside. I don't know what is that, and what matters is that I need to get out of here. So, I started walking but found myself inside a deep hole.

We are all in a deep hole.

I could hear moving cars and faint steps, chatters and murmurs and machines and I can't seem to draw in my mind what is up there. I don't know what's out that makes me curious and at the same time, frightened.

But before I could do anything else, I started climbing, using everyone lying, caring less about them. All I want is to escape this hell. And fate seems to hate me when a person, maybe in a shape oof an aged woman, wearing all white.

"Help!!" I shouted for aid but she didn't care as well.

"Burn them immediately." she said as another person, maybe ten years younger that him peek, as he held a piece of flame in a old piece of wood.

"No. No you can't do this to us. Nooooo!!!!" I objected but they acted as if I wasn't there.

"Sure madame." the guy said as he hhad no doubt on letting go of the wood. And in that matter, aas it touches one of us, it instantly burns.

"NOOOO!!!" I could hear some scream of pain that made me see the horror of dying. And I don't want to die yet.

"HELP! PLEASE HELP US!!!" They shouted but I couldn't do anything.

And as the gap continues to decrease between me and the flame, I then had come to realize that the person I am with, has the same face as mine. I gulp as I come to fully recognize who I really am.

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[morning]
-XYZ NEWS-

"News today! Factory Doll-y had decided to let us see as they burn all of the dolls that have malfunctioned, as a lot of buyers had complained about thethem not working the way they wished had bought. The factory owner, Miss Meliza Fortyer, had assured that they this will never happen again, as they will surpass the expectation of the buyers, soon. Later that night, the oowner had also revealed that they will be producing new toys.

"We will be bringing more fun to kids as we realize that kids are not longer having fun with dolls, rather, gadgets. And in that way, we will try to create toys, replicating cellphones, iPads, and laptops to bring joy to kids, and to be also health aware, to not destroy their beautiful eyes from staring too much into their own screens."


-fin


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