Trapped

5

In the house the lights are all still out. You enter though the kitchen and hear the scuttle of footsteps and the chorus of giggles fade away. Now you need to find a key. Any ideas? You place your hand on the work top feeling for it but all you feel is the smooth surface which is far colder than it should be. Your foot hits something hard and you reach down in front of you, your hand coming into contact with a weight. Its connected to your chain. Looks like you won't be going back upstairs till you get this key.

There's a scuttle behind you and something falls over and rolls past you. A high shriek of a giggle erupts by your right ear and you soon round to confront nothing. There's tugs at your hair and your clothes but every time you turn you are greeted by nothingness. An icy breath chills your neck and you bite back tears in panic. A key. All you need is a damn key!

You run into the other room and the chain snags something causing you to stumble and hit the floor with a thud. You smack your nose and gasp as your eyes water and it throbs. The doll is sat directly in front of you and the laughing gets louder. In a heated rage you reach out and grab its leg hitting the doll against the floor. Its head comes clean off and rolls and something small and silver slides from inside.

The key.