The Beginning
I was walking home from work as usual. It was a gloomy day, rain clouds building. Of course I didn't bring an umbrella. Damn, I wish I could afford a car, but my boss is so stingy, I haven't gotten a raise in years. I felt some drops. Great I'll get soaked. Just then I noticed a quaint little antique store. Heck I'll stop in there, maybe the rain wont last long. I entered the store thinking I'll just pretend to look like I'm going to buy something and they won't bother me. Michael was browsing the store. Wow there are a lot of really odd items here. Michael walks past something, doesn't really see what it is, but his body felt tickly and something compelled him to turn around and walk back the way he came. Oh this is foolish, what am I doing? All of a sudden Michael see this strange little doll sitting on a shelf. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. "What a weird little doll." There was something about this doll that captivated Michael. It's face was odd. Almost looked like it was smirking at him. For some crazy reason Michael felt drawn to this ugly little doll. "Oh this is stupid" Michael walked away checking to see if the rain let up. Nope it was pouring cats and dogs!!! Just then a funny looking man in a 70's suit walked up to Michael. "Can I help you with something sir?" "Ah no, I was just looking around."
"Well sir, I realize it's raining out, but your going to need to buy something if you wish to remain in the store" I am going to buy something, I'm not just looking to get out of the rain." "Well sir, as they say Money Talks and......"Ok, I'll take that damn ugly doll I saw." "Ummm what doll sir, we have quite a few." "Oh damn it, just follow me." Michael leads him over to the doll.
"Oh this little girl, good choice sir" "Yeah ok, wrap it up." Damn I'm still going to get soaked, why the hell did he have to bother me so soon "Sir, your doll is ready" Oh that's great, advertise it to the whole world. Michael goes up front to get his doll...
"That will be $22.50 sir." "What!!! $22.50 for this ugly doll" "Afraid so sir, it's an antique." "I just want to get out of here". Michael pulls a crumbled up twenty from his pocket and throws it at the clerk. "Ah airmail, thank you sir." The clerk not realizing Michael shorted him $2.50. Michael grabs the doll and storms out of the store. Michael finally gets home, soaking wet of course. He throws the doll on the table and proceeds to get out of his wet clothes. "Damn it, I knew I would get soaked." Michael puts on his nice comfortable pajama's and plops down on the sofa, and grabs the remote. "Now, lets see what crap is on tonight." Michael dozes off while watching some boring show. He wakes up not realizing how tired he was. "I better get to bed, have to walk to work again tomorrow bright and early."
Michael happens to notice the doll he threw on the table and see's her sitting on the table out of the package! "I don't remember unwrapping that stupid thing." "Oh well, I must have been really tired." Michael doesn't give it another thought and jumps into his bed, setting his alarm for 6 AM.... He falls asleep relatively quickly. When Michael awakes the next morning. he gets out of bed and feels this pain on his right calf. He looks down and see's a little blood on his pajama's. He pulls up his pants leg and notices a puncture on his leg. "What the hell, did a spider bite me?" Michael jumps in the shower, gets dressed and heads out to work. Michael returns home from work about 7 pm. Exhausted again, he skips television and even a shower and gets into bed. As soon as his head hits the pillow he is fast asleep. Morning comes way to quickly. Michael doesn't feel like getting out of bed. "Damn, feels like I didn't get any sleep at all." Michael drags himself out of bed and immediately feels something wet. He looks down and see's a large blood stain on his pajama leg. "What the hell is going on"? Michael pulls up his pant leg again and now see's yesterdays puncture deeper and widened. Michael is even walking with a limp. "Great now I get to limp to work." Again Michael makes it to work, barely.....
He gets home later than usual. Took time to walk home with a limp. Michael is still pissed about his leg. He decides to go to bed with a kitchen knife. "Maybe there's a damn vampire in my house"?
Michael falls to sleep right away. When the alarm goes off, Michael notices a lot of blood on his sheets. "Holy crap, what is going on here. Michael gets out of bed and his foot hits something. The knife is on the floor and all Michael see's is the knife and a ripped up Doll........
