Brahms Heelshire
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You heard about it in the news. A young lady forced to care for a grown man pretending to be a doll. A serial murderer hidden away until adulthood. You get a knock at your door... And there is a doll.
You just moved into a house. A house that was dirt cheap for what it was. A mansion. An honest to God mansion. It could use some sprucing up, but damn if it wasn't beautiful. You intended to flip it, but who knows. You may keep a beautiful place like this.
You're about to head to bed on your first night when you hear a knock at the door. You cautiously approach it, taking a peek out the window before you realize no one is outside. But you do... See a package.
Against your better judgement, you open the door and swiftly bring it inside, opening it to see..., "A doll?" You ask. You lock the door and bring the doll to your room, setting it on a shelf. You'll look into it later. It's too late for this.
You climb into bed and close your eyes.
You're about to head to bed on your first night when you hear a knock at the door. You cautiously approach it, taking a peek out the window before you realize no one is outside. But you do... See a package.
Against your better judgement, you open the door and swiftly bring it inside, opening it to see..., "A doll?" You ask. You lock the door and bring the doll to your room, setting it on a shelf. You'll look into it later. It's too late for this.
You climb into bed and close your eyes.
As you drift off, Brahms snuck through the secret door in your room and walked over to the side of your bed, looking down at your sleeping form. His breath was heavy and his eyes were wide, the only part of his face visible with that porcelain mask on. He reached down to gently stroke you hair, hoping not to wake you. You... Are perfect. All his. You won't get a chance to leave like Greta did.