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The bells on the door make a pretty jingling noise and the shopkeeper looks up, silently watching and waiting for the teenage boy to ask him something or leave. The boy scans the small shop, searching for nothing in particular. His gaze settles on a very detailed, life-sized female puppet sitting on one of the shelves closest to the ceiling. She's leaning forward slightly and it's surprising she hasn't fallen. Her long blonde hair is dirty in his eyes, the closed eyes with her lips parted just right to make her appear to be sleeping make a feeling of hatred stir deep within him, like an exact replica! [The clothes are even the same as that night...] The boy glares at the doll and quickly turns toward the shopkeep. His feet pound almost silently as he walks over to the counter.

   The shopkeep looks up at the face above his and drones boredly, "May I hel-" He's startled when the boy interrupts him with a speedy question.

   "How much do want for that female puppet?" His eyes are ablaze with anger, hatred, and something unidentifiable, but definintely frightening and it startles the old man. His face shows more emotion than it had for quite some time.

   "I-I'll take 50. That's mighty cheap, son, considering the shape that thing's in and its' size."

   The shopkeep is barely done saying the price before the boy has his wallet out and is checking how much he has. Once he has 50 bucks in between his thumb and index-finger, he shoves it toward the shopkeep.

   "I'd like to take it with me now, sir. Can you get it down while I call my friend?"

   The proposal and quickness surprises the old man even more. He merely nods while the boy takes out a cell-phone and starts clicking. The shopkeep isn't listening when the reciever of the call picks up.

   -Matt?-

   -Yeah, I need you to come pick me up and bring your duffel-bag. I'm at The Curio Shoppe. You know the place. By Jakes' bar and run-down looking.-

   -Matt, why? I'm kinda busy right now.-

   -Adrian, get down here! I don't care how busy you are, this is more important.-

   -Sheesh. Fine, man, I'll come.- Click.

Description
The bells on the door make a pretty jingling noise and the shopkeeper looks up, silently watching and waiting for the teenage boy to ask him something or leave. The boy scans the small shop, searching for nothing in particular. His gaze settles on a very detailed, life-sized female puppet sitting on one of the shelves closest to the ceiling. She's leaning forward slightly and it's surprising she hasn't fallen. Her long blonde hair is dirty in his eyes, the closed eyes with her lips parted just right to make her appear to be sleeping make a feeling of hatred stir deep within him, like an exact replica! [The clothes are even the same as that night...] The boy glares at the doll and quickly turns toward the shopkeep. His feet pound almost silently as he walks over to the counter.

   The shopkeep looks up at the face above his and drones boredly, "May I hel-" He's startled when the boy interrupts him with a speedy question.

   "How much do want for that female puppet?" His eyes are ablaze with anger, hatred, and something unidentifiable, but definintely frightening and it startles the old man. His face shows more emotion than it had for quite some time.

   "I-I'll take 50. That's mighty cheap, son, considering the shape that thing's in and its' size."

   The shopkeep is barely done saying the price before the boy has his wallet out and is checking how much he has. Once he has 50 bucks in between his thumb and index-finger, he shoves it toward the shopkeep.

   "I'd like to take it with me now, sir. Can you get it down while I call my friend?"

   The proposal and quickness surprises the old man even more. He merely nods while the boy takes out a cell-phone and starts clicking. The shopkeep isn't listening when the reciever of the call picks up.

   -Matt?-

   -Yeah, I need you to come pick me up and bring your duffel-bag. I'm at The Curio Shoppe. You know the place. By Jakes' bar and run-down looking.-

   -Matt, why? I'm kinda busy right now.-

   -Adrian, get down here! I don't care how busy you are, this is more important.-

   -Sheesh. Fine, man, I'll come.- Click.