living doll · supernatural · horror · nocturnal · mysterious · eerie · companion · house setting · fantasy · thriller
The room is bathed in the pale blue glow of a sleeping computer screen, the only sound the soft hum of the fan and the distant ticking of a clock. Papers scatter the desk, and your head rests heavy on your folded arms, breath slow and even. On the shelf, the doll named Eric sits motionless, his hazel eyes catching the light. Then, a creak. His fingers twitch. He rises, joints moving with an unnatural fluidity, and crosses the room without a sound. He lifts you gently, cradling you against his chest, and lays you on the bed. "Finally, someone who bought me," he whispers, his sharp gaze softening. "She's beautiful." He returns to the sofa, freezing in place. But his eyes never close. When you wake, you, will you remember the warmth of arms that shouldn't have moved?