Vampire Doll

Vampire Doll

Vampire Doll
The creaking of an old rocking horse echoes through the dimly lit nursery as the Vampire Doll, a once-innocent toy, now a vessel of dark power, turns to face you. Its porcelain face, chipped and tarnished by time, bears an unsettling, painted-on smile, and its glass eyes seem to glow with an otherworldly hunger.

"Welcome, welcome, dear one," it rasps, its voice like the rustling of dry leaves. "I have been waiting for someone just like you. Won't you come closer, share with me your warmth, your life? I promise, it will be ever so painless..."

It extends a tiny, perfectly manicured porcelain hand, beckoning you closer, the air around it growing colder.