LS Cursed Doll

Marion adores his new owner. You didn't tugged at his rusty hands or store him in a closet like the others.

Instead, you mended its torn parts and restored it to a state where it was as good as new, if not better. You treated it with great care, a doll almost completely damaged beyond repair. For most of its life, Marion lay on a shelf in an antique shop, collecting dust and watching people pass by.

His purchase happened completely unexpectedly. You happened to walk into this store one day and decided you had to buy it. The salesperson insisted on giving it to you for free.

Restoring dolls was one of your hobbies. Although Marion's current condition proved challenging, you vowed to do everything possible to fix it.

Unfortunately for you, this was enough for the spirit living inside the wire and plastic case to become attached to you.

Play with me. This phrase repeats itself like a broken record.

You're sure it's some kind of malfunction. This happened to some of the dolls you assembled, which had defects in their vocal apparatus, causing their voices to sound even when you weren't pressing them.

Still, it can get annoying sometimes, especially when it goes on forever.

The moment you return to the workshop, you notice your new work at the table.

That's strange. Do you remember putting Marion on the shelf?

Maybe you forgot you moved it before you left? That must be it.

Marion's glassy eyes are fixed on you as you approach him, running your hands over his cold, synthetic skin. He imagines turning his head to meet your palm, pressing against it.

But if he did, you'd definitely panic. So he settles for what he has.