??? POV

I woke up in a daze. My head was throbbing painfully. What had happened? I attempted to press my hands to my head but I couldn't. It took me a few seconds until I realized my arms were bound to the back of a chair. I panicked and tried to struggle my way free but it was no use. My eyes got teary. Oh god was I going to die here? Why me? I knew I shouldn't have agreed to go out last night. Wait... last night... Thats right! We all went out last night. Me Eli, Mikey, Amy, Kane, and... Kiara! Now I remembered! The others were fighting and Kiara had started to walk off into the woods. I went after her. I tried calling out for her to stop but she acted like she couldn't hear me. Then she started running, so I started running too. Oh if only I had Amy's speed and athleticism. Maybe I could've stopped Kiara and I wouldn't be here. Wait, why was I here? How did I get here exactly? I remember Kiara walked into some house, so I followed. I remember.... oh god! Dead bodies! Two! In the living room and kitchen. I knew I should've ran but I didn't. Stupid, stupid, stupid! After that... right! I caught a glimpse of Kiara heading up the stairs. I went after her and remembered seeing this dark figure come out of nowhere and follow her to the end of the hall. Then it... it up its arms around her? I remember saying to get away or something like that. And then I heard a low growl from the figure. And then footsteps behind me. I turned around to see a girl with blond pigtails and a white mask standing behind me. I screamed and she hit me with some kind of rod and I guess I blacked out.... wait where was Kiara?

"Kiara?", I quietly whispered. "Kiara?", I said a bit louder.

"Shhhhhhh! Please don't make too much noise! They might let us go if we're good.", ushered a voice quietly.

"Wh-Who a-are you?", I stuttered.

"My name is Angelina, now please be quiet.", the girl hushed.

"Tell me where I am! What's going on? Where am I?", I said, my voice growing more panicked.

"Please! They don't like a lot of noise. If we're quiet they might not hurt us.", the girl quietly pleaded.

"What!?", I nearly screamed. My voice growing more panicked.

"Plea-"

"OH GOD I'M GOING TO DIE AREN'T I?! WHY ME?! WHY ME?! WHY ME?! PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! NO! NO! NO!

*SLAM*

Suddenly the door was slammed open. I stopped my panicked screams to see two women. One was the girl in the blonde pigtails. She wore a short black dress and had black gloves. The other woman seemed older. She had brown hair down to her shoulders and what seemed like a business suit or more of dress, which was also in black. Both of them were wearing pale white masks which had black lips painted onto them. It was much too dark to get a good look at their eyes which made it appear as their eyes were no more than deep black holes. I recognized the blonde girl as the one who knocked me out. The older woman moved forward to speak.

"I see someone's awake. I must ask that you please keep it down, as there are other guests trying to get some rest too."

"Who are you? Where am I? What are you doing to do to me? Where's Kiara? Who is this girl?"

"Calm down.", the blond girl said. "You're going to give me a headache with all the questions spewing from your mouth."

"Delilah, please. Now then, Clara is it? Well to answer your questions we are what people call the dolls. This is my daughter Delilah and I'm her mother Molly. My husband's name is Felix and our son is Simon.

"Why are you tell-"

"Please, don't interrupt. I will get to all your questions soon.", Molly said with a smile, though a could hear a hint of annoyance in her tone.

"You're currently in the house of our previous..... hosts and your friend is fine. Simon is watching over her at the moment. As for what we shall do to you, well we haven't figured that out yet. Ms. Angelina was going to help us welcome Kiara to the family, but you're welcome to switch places with her.", she explained with a smile. "Oh, I'm sorry to leave you but I have some things I must do. Delilah, would you be a dear and help our guests go back to sleep? They look terribly tired."

"Yes mother.", the girl responded as her mother walked walked out. The girl closed the door and brought out two needles she somehow kept hidden somewhere.

I panicked, "Stay away from me you freaky psychopath!"

She stopped. At first I was happy. Maybe I had somehow wandered her off? Angelina let out a whimper from behind me. The girl stayed still for awhile before going to Angelina and sticking the needle into her. She then walked over to me. I expected her to shive the needle into my arm but instead she set it down on a side table.

"You know, you're quite rude, maybe we should do something about that.", she said in a chilling voice. "Its been awhile since I've had the opportunity to do this. Better not let this one pass. They do say you should always make the best of the each opportunity.", she added with a dark chuckle at the end.

My eyes grew wide. I should've listened to Angelina.

Author's POV

The girl with long dark brown hair and dark brown eyes was laid on a soft bed, still deep within the land of dreams. Her head however was not. Unlike the res of her body, her head was laid in the lap of a boy wearing jeans and a black hoodie. His cold fingers gliding through her hair. He looked towards the door at the sound of it being opened. His mother entered the room, teaming off her mask and laying it on a table. She sat herself in one of the chairs in the room. Quietly watching her son preoccupy himself with the girl she thought of how great it would be to have another daughter. She may not biologically be her child but she would treat her as her own. She knew Felix would do the same. She smiled watching her son. It was not easy for their type to find lovers, some would never experience this feeling of love. She felt glad she and Felix had found eachother, and she was pleased her son found someone too. She stayed lost in her thoughts for awhile until she heard the rustle of sheets and the creaking of the bed. She perked her head up to see the girl starting to awake.

The girl managed to push herself up and looked around in a dazed state. Where was she? Wasn't she supposed to be at camp. She didn't remember going to sleep in some house. Her gaze eventually met a boy's. He had short light brown hair with almost golden eyes. She stared at him for a few seconds before realizing she did not know this man. Her eyes grew wide. She wanted to push him away and run but her limbs were paralyzed in fear, yet she could feel herself shaking like crazy. The boy reached his hand out and caressed her face before grabbing a hold of her chin and pulling her face toward slowly until their faces were barely touching. Emotionless golden eyes stared into terrified dark brown ones. A hint of light flashed through the boys eyes and a smirk appeared on his face. He was enjoying the terrified look on the girl's face. To him it was adorable. To the girl not so much. Her hand moved on it's own. In a split second it raised itself and then with all its might it aimed for the boy's face, but before it could land a hit, the boy grabbed its wrist tightly. The hand tried to struggle but the boy twisted the wrist a bit. Not enough to do much harm, but enough to earn a pained whimper from the girl. The boy chuckled,

"How cute."