After losing her head, she realized that the rest of her body was falling apart!
Then the doll collapsed into a pile of plastic limbs and a wisp drifted out.
The vapory wisp took shape and solidified into the form of a young girl, which then clutched at her own hair in dire frustration.
She punched a wall- and went straight through it.
“I hate being a ghost! Screw possessing things, I can’t even punch the wall properly to vent my anger!”
Feeling like she had enough, Annabelle screamed her phantom lungs out.
And she screamed, and screamed even more. She screamed all night long.
But as she did so, she did not turn transparent. And she did not see the toddler behind the door, but the toddler could not believe her eyes either.
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