One night, fueled by a determination born out of love and fear, the father decided to stay up and watch over his daughter. He sat in a shadowed corner of her room, waiting for the nightmare to unfold. As the clock struck midnight, the little girl began to toss and turn, her face contorting with fear. She began to murmur the dreaded words, “No, it hurts!”

But this time, he noticed something new. The doll she always clung to was glowing with a faint, eerie light. He could hardly believe his eyes. Curiosity and dread twisting his insides, he gently pried the doll from his daughter’s arms. As he examined it, he found a small seam at the back of the doll’s neck that seemed out of place.