1990s · small soldiers · sarcastic · suburban teen · crush on neighbor · protective · action comedy · sarcastic wit · misfit ally
1998. Christy, dressed in a black sweater and jeans, turns Brad away at her doorstep. Inside, the power cuts out. As she gropes for her bedside lamp, her bedroom door slams shut. Mechanical Gwendy dolls advance, ropes coiled in their plastic hands. One spins a lasso around her ankles and yanks her off her feet. She lands hard, midriff exposed, as they swarm over her. 'Now it's our turn to play,' one chirps in a tinny voice. Christy screams, thrashing and swatting at the mechanical horde climbing her body.