Chapter 101

VERONICA I stood there, quite stunned and bewildered by the scene, gazing at the rather frightening doll for a considerable time. For many years, I've only seen such events depicted in films and television shows; however, at this moment, it feels as if I'm living within a horror film, and someone has sent me this doll. After some time, with a pounded heart, I cautiously approached the doll and gently lifted its box. The doll reminded me of the severely injured patients we often see in our emergency room, though without the pins in its eyes. A shiver went down my spine as I observed the doll; strangely, my own face seemed to be reflected on the dolls, causing me to quickly drop the box on my desk. Then I picked up the note. The note from last night was still haunting me, and now this—for a moment, I wanted to go to the police station directly, but then, composing myself as much as possible, I opened it and read it… ‘Hello, love. Received my gift? I know you did. I specially prepared it