Epilogue
[FORUM POST | THREAD: I think my dolls are alive. Please tell me I’m not alone.]
@dawnbleedslight
OP - I ordered two antique dolls from a thrift store site—Claire’s Curiosities. They were listed as “vintage handcrafted” with no real backstory. I liked the look. Thought they’d be cool to draw. (edited) [Read More]
@thisisfineburning
Reply - just now
Hi. I wasn’t going to write anything. I thought maybe it would go away if I ignored it.
But I saw your post, and… I recognize the way you talk about them. The weight of it. Like something is shifting under your skin but you’re still expected to smile through it.
I didn’t buy my dolls from a store. Not exactly. They were a gift. A "you’ll understand one day" kind of thing from a friend of a friend who doesn’t answer her phone anymore. Said they’d been passed around too long. Said they were getting restless .
There are four of them. They don’t look like the ones in your pictures. They look worse.
Like they’ve seen too many endings.
Like they caused them.
I haven’t slept in three days… I keep dreaming of them . Riding. Burning. Ending.
And the worst part?
I think they know me . Like they’ve been waiting.
One of them whispered something last night. I don’t remember falling asleep. I just remember the cold.
He said, “You’ve died beautifully every time.”
I don’t know what that means. But I woke up with dirt under my fingernails. And the dolls were closer to my bed than I left them.
I’ll post pictures soon. Maybe someone here can tell me what the hell they are.