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Harper ran through the town, screaming for her foster sister. “Delilah! Delilah!”
Naturally, what she was not expecting was her sister to be carted out on a stretcher. She wasn’t moving. She wasn’t breathing.
Harper ran up to her, checking to make sure she was alive. She wasn’t.
Harper collapsed crying on the floor.
“She died from dehydration,” an officer told her. Harper noticed the Ella doll next to the vent. She grabbed it, and prepared to twist off it’s head, when she got an idea. She could just sell it. Someone buys a cheap children’s toy and she gets more money for rent.
But, this was the only thing she had that Delilah had owned. She thought of keeping it as an heirloom. First she took the batteries and ripped them out. She was just going to use her phone alarm.
When Harper placed it on her table at home, she couldn’t help but feel Delilah was there. It was comforting, knowing her foster sister would be there for her.
One day, she couldn’t find Ella. She had gone missing from her bedside table. Now she was gone, that comforting feeling of her sister being there was gone.
Delilah awoke on the hard concrete. All she felt was agony. Pain rippled through her veins, but almost not her’s. Like someone else’s pain. Her mind flashed with different images. A young boy in an alligator mask followed a large yellow rabbit into a back room, hidden in the wall.
What followed was ear bleeding screams of pain. Delilah felt the boy be killed, but not painlessly. Knife meets flesh, skin ripped off, being stabbed in the gut multiple times. That bunny went all out.
Delilah writhed in pain for what felt like hours. It was only shortly after her pain had subsided that she realized what she was wearing.
A light blue, poofy dress, blue sunhat and heels. She winced, her outfit was almost as bad as the pain.
She slowly stood up, creeping around, looking for someone.
She noticed something standing over her. A pile of wires wrapped around and endoskeleton. It picked her up, or at least the doll her soul was attached to. She was dragged by the thing to a factory. It was going to destroy her.
It also had a red fox arm in its arms. She saw a kid missing a hand and an eye being dragged by the thing. He was like her.
Both items were thrown into a crusher, and that was the last thing Delilah remembered.
She woke up in a garage. A blond teenage boy stood across from her, putting together the fox animatronic. Next to her, hunched over a desk was an older man, maybe mid thirties, working on a broken animatronic dog head.
“Where am I?” Delilah asked.
“Don’t ask me,” the amputee kid from the factory said. He leaned against the fox animatronic. “I just woke up here.”
“Do you two mind?” the older man said. “I’m working.”
The two ghosts stood in shock. “You can see us?” the one eyed guy asked.
“Of course I can,” the man turned away from the head. Laying next to the workplace was a ghost kid, black hair and a crocodile mask over his head. He was asleep.
“Listen,” the adult said. “My name is Michael. My father is responsible for all your pain, and I’m trying to fix it.” He pointed to the sleeping kid. “Especially you.” He turned his attention to the blond kid. “That’s Alec. I helped him get revenge and built him a robot body.”
Alec pointed to a small bear in a box. “Used to be in there.”
“So you can make us human!” the amputee said excitedly.
Michael suddenly gained a serious interest in the floor. “Alec was in a very particular situation. I could help him. I’m not too sure about you guys, but I’ll do my best.”
Delilah and the amputee sighed. They were stuck like this.
“I’m Pete,” he said. He held out his one hand for Michael to shake.
“Delilah.”
Michael shook hands, although it was weird considering they were ghosts.
The crocodile kid woke up. “Where am I? What’s going on! Where’s Jake! And where’s that bastard!”
Michael sighed. “You three explain to him. I’m gonna go cry.”
Delilah, Pete, Alec and the crocodile kid watched as Michae left the garage.
“Is he always so depressed?” Pete asked.
Alec was silent for a moment, like he was thinking about it. Finally he responded, “Yes.”
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