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 ANTIQUE BLACK AMERICANA 20 DOLL  US $185.00
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What would you now?
ok so you just walked into a old antique shop. it looks like no one is in the shop at all. you start to ponder the display cases. they are dusty with age and there are cracks in the glass. you walk away from the display case and look where the door used to be and find it isnt there anymore. You then start to walk to the counter twoards the cash register. you knotice that there is a doll on the book case(not a chukie doll). you stare at it for a lil while then all of a sudden it starts to move and starts to talk. you jump back in fright fall back on the floor. you now are really unsure what to do. you start to crawl to the other end of the store. suddenly the walls and floor seem to disapear and you are left in pitch black dark. you try to get up and bump into somthing wet, slimy, and big. you look up to see a thousand red eyes looking down at you then you __________
use your imagination please.
tell me what you would try to do to get out
my head spins and i am on the verge of vomiting...the smell is nauseating. There are millions of them. millions of little children dressed in white. draped in white from head to toe. they are wide-eyed and terrified...praying for peace...hopeful...terrified. I try to escape this hell but my feet are rooted firmly to the ground and i can't breath. the beast is standing behind me... holding onto me with a strength that will surely break every bone in my body if i dared move and i could smell metal: the revolting smell of blood. crimson was smeared all over my face...the blood of his victims was a hideous reminder of his capabilities. he is a beast. he is a man so vile and so heartless that the faces of 700 children bathed in white, bleached hair and faces, crimson eyes did not make him flinch in the least. he watched as they moved their lips in prayer. he laughed as i tried to pry myself from his slimy blood-soaked self. warm tears stained my face and the red eyes of one thousand children were staring up at me wide and terrified...begging for help. "why are you doing this?" one of them asked me. i shook my head and tried to deny this but found a bloodstained axe clutched firmly in my hand. "Kill the next" the beast whispered in my ear, his voice velvety, dangerous. Struck by a sudden bout of insanity, i raised the axe and sliced cleanly through my left arm. The last thing i saw was the army of mortified children...like little porcelain dolls.
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