She’s Not Alone
The voice was coming from up the stairs. Swiftly, Amy turns around to see Molly stood at the top of the stairs, rubbing her eyes and clutching onto the same doll Amy was now terrified of. Amy feels her heartbeat in her throat. If molly was up there who was down in the basement? She didn’t care. She yelled at Molly to run outside and Amy pounced back up the stairs. She just had to get out.