Natalie looked up to see the blood of her guardians spattered on the wall. Bits and pieces of the two adults spattered all over the place as the teenager started to laugh, her hands covered with their blood, and still holding their disembodied hearts, still beating. . . .but slowly coming to a stop. Natalie turned her smile toward a small figure in the corner, which was smiling back.  "You've done well. . ." the figure said.
        Just then, Natalie felt as though there were a sharp pain sliding across her throat, and fell to the ground in what felt like some type of warm liquid.Her body shaking violently, she could barely breath, her heart pounding as it ached for the blood flow, Her dolls sadistic laugh ringing through her head.
      ". . . .Now I believe it's time for you to meet the master." Said the doll, who fixed her eyes on the, now dead teenager. She kicked the girl in the gut and slowly smiled in her own little sadist way. "Too bad though, you were smart. . . .but the last girl was smarter."

          Time passed. The police came. Dolly simply sat in the corner with the smile any doll would have. Her porceline structure staying completely still. 'Fools. . .' she thought. Silently laughing to herself. 'You say she commited suicide and yet you have no idea the reality behind everything.' She then sent a shrill laughter through out the room as the police turned their attentions to her. A beautiful doll, so elegantly dressed , her blue eyes remained still and lifeless as everyone looked at her with bewilderment. 'Police Men Police men come over here and play, you're all gonna go to hell one day. . . .'