In the moonlit silence, Emily heard a faint whisper from her childhood dollhouse. Curiosity compelled her to investigate. As she approached, the dollhouse door creaked open, revealing a tiny, dimly lit replica of her own room. Frozen in terror, Emily witnessed miniature versions of herself and her family, eerily lifelike in their tiny beds. The whisper grew into a chilling chant, echoing her name. Panic surged as the miniatures turned their eyes toward her. In unison, they spoke, "Join us, Emily." The room darkened, and the dollhouse door slammed shut. Emily's voice joined the haunting chorus, lost to the miniature world forever.
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