[she follows in after him, keeping close to the walls because she still doesn't trust the steadiness of the house. babydoll senses something, and she isn't quite sure what part of the room it's in, but she can feel it.]
Something's here.
[her voice is low, a whisper. the hair on the back of her neck is standing up.]
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Something's here.
[her voice is low, a whisper. the hair on the back of her neck is standing up.]
It doesn't feel right.