The Doll in the Box

Synopsis

For three years after the divorce, my ex-husband never once came to see our daughter. But after he remarried, out of the blue, he sent us a rag doll. The doll was filthy, almost black with grime, and it reeked of something foul, like it had been fished out of a dumpster. I cursed him for being so heartless and tossed the doll into a corner without a second thought. In the middle of the night, my daughter Lily shook me awake, sobbing. "Mom, the doll is talking," she whimpered. Without thinking, I grabbed a pair of scissors and sliced the doll open. The moment I saw what was inside, I called the police without a second thought.