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Horror Fiction
The Doll Slayer Comes At Night
When you delve into things you have no understanding of and shouldn’t be playing with, there’s one that may come calling upon you.
Rain drizzled from the sky as the clouds opened and unleashed on the midwest for the eighth day. The city rested, quieted by the dismal weather and humidity. A sickening smell wafted over the town. It was an odor noticed only by those unfortunate enough to be awake at two o’clock in the morning.
As the rotting odor rolled across the valley community, its pungent aroma irritating even stray animals, some continued their business, not noticing the putrid smell in the air. The smell of sulfur spread through the west side of town and began to garner the attention of local patrol cops. People in their homes didn’t sense the change in the air.
Amanda Rosenbaum continued with her tasks, unaware of the shifting winds outside. Amanda was a night owl. After working her shift at the local hospital, she would stay up until daylight working around home. It was a perfect time for her to focus on her studies. Her work at night was how she’d surpassed expectations.
Amanda measured ingredients from different jars resting on shelves lining the room. Putting them all…