*after having tossed and turned into the late afternoon
haunted by unnatural dreams of the "all seeing eye"
into a temple and then out into her mind*
*sits up in bed screaming*
*looks up on the shelf and see DS
staring right at her*
*gets up and walks the room and watches as the eyes follow her all about*
*retreats into the closet and pans down the wall*
It's not real It's not real...
it's only real if you think it's real...
I don't think it's real...
it's not...*peeks around the corner and ducks back in as DS catches her*
What am I going to do!
*grabs a sheers piece of fabric and takes on deep breath and runs back into the room*
*tosses it over DS*
*cradles the doll and halls it upstairs then suddenly remembers it's Monday*
*quickens her pace to to the bar*