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The dolls go marching one by one . . .
My little girl, Maya, loved dolls. Most little girls do. Even Elyse loved her dolls decades ago. Both girls are dead now, but they still love to play with dolls. Elyse is good at it, at controlling them. Elyse is evil that way.
If I had any clue about the inheritance my aunt actually left me, if I’d had anywhere else to go, I would never have come to this farm. I wouldn’t have forced my husband and teenage daughter to live in this hoarder packed house. This house, this farm, is full of more than boxes and collectibles.
It’s full of Elyse.
Elyse won’t let anything block her from what she wants. What Elyse wants most is me, a mother, even if she has to use my dead daughter to get to me.
Don’t hate her, she’s too young to know better. She doesn’t realize she’s destroying us all.
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