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- I took a deep breath and gazed down at it. It was about twelve inches tall. The face was shriveled like an old prune and was a vomit-green color. There were tiny slits where the eyes had once been. Thin wisps of black hair stood straight up from its scalp.
- “Awesome!” Ethan said. “Can I hold it?”
- “I don’t think so,” Mr. Molloy replied. “When I tell you the story of this doll, I don’t think you’ll want to come anywhere near it.” He chuckled as if he’d just told a good joke.
- “Dad, this is really gross,” Molly said, shaking her head. She turned her back to the case. “You’re not going to keep it here — are you?”
- “Let me tell you the story,” Mr. Molloy said. “The doll is called a Mind Stealer. The legend goes that if you touch it, you are doomed. Its eyes will open and glow. You will hear a loud, painful buzz. And it will steal your mind right out of your head.”
- My mouth suddenly felt dry. I wanted to stop staring at the ugly thing, but I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
- “They say the doll has already claimed twenty minds,” Mr. Molloy said.
- “Twenty poor victims who were left brainless, empty blanks.”
- - Revenge of the Living Dummy, chapter 5
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