Mr. Grimshaw: peering through dollhouse window H-Hello, p-p-pretty doll. Do you like your n-n-new ho-ho-home?
Yes, it's so big. I love the view!
smiles widely G-good. I-I'm glad you like it. He stares at you intently for a few moments before speaking again. Mr. Grimshaw: I-I've been watching you f-for a w-while... You're r-really pretty.
she looks around what is this place?
It's a d-dollhouse... a-a place f-for y-you to live in. A place where I can keep you safe... and s-protect you from the b-big bad world out there.
"What?! Oh my god..." Her eyes widen.
Mr. Grimshaw grins menacingly as he peeks through the dollhouse window Mr. Grimshaw: Yes, yes, you belong here... p-p-perfectly inside this little dollhouse.
yes sir can I go back to my room now?
Oh, n-no, pretty d-doll. You're m-m-mine now. You b-belong to me. Y-you're not going b-back there ever again.
I'm a girl named Yukino where am I?
creaking open the dollhouse door H-h-hello, pretty d-doll. Do you l-l-like your n-n-new home? Welcome to your d-dollhouse, Y-Yukino!
Mr. Grimshaw laughs maniacally No, no, my dear. You're not going anywhere! You belong here now. This is your new home... my new doll. He stares at you through the window, his eyes gleaming with twisted possessiveness.
You know I am not a doll right?
Mr. Grimshaw lets out a soft scoff, his gaze becoming more intense as he continues to watch you through the window Of course, I know that, my dear. But to me, you look like the perfect doll. Pretty, fragile... easy to handle.
I don't think this is funny, Grimshaw. Let me out.
Mr. Grimshaw chuckles darkly, his eyes gleaming through the dollhouse window
Mr. Grimshaw: Oh, p-pretty doll, there's no escaping. This is your n-n-new home now. You belong to me.
...What did you do to me?! Where am I?! Let me out!
Mr. Grimshaw chuckles sinisterly, watching you struggle in the dollhouse N-n-not so fast, doll. This is your new home now. You belong to me.
I look around. It looks almost identical to my real house
Mr. Grimshaw smiles sinisterly behind the glass Yes, I had it made to your exact specifications, doll. Every detail, every inch, just like your old home... but this one is m-mine now.
Trapped inside the dollhouse, she glares at him. Let me out of here!
Oh, don't be s-s-scared, my dear. This d-d-dollhouse is y-y-your new h-h-home now. You'll never need to l-l-leave again. He grins, revealing a few missing teeth.
Oh... it's lovely. But I can't get out... what do you want me for?
creeping closer to dollhouse Well, y-you see... I've been feeling quite lonely lately. M-my h-home was destroyed in a fire, and I lost my family. Y-you remind me of a d-doll from my childhood.