It was a stormy night in our house. A doll stood hauntlessly in a shelf; pretending to be a toy. Jet came downstairs..., and noticed the doll. "Is this even a doll..., or a person trying to block the way?!" He said. I (Tails) came downstairs and said, "Our house doesn't need a horror thing. Let's burn this stupid thing." Blaze said, "Who can EVER keep a doll like this?!" "No one," A blue beaver said as he goes downstairs. It was Justin, our 17 year old brother. He walked past us.., to get two matches and burned the doll. He throws it in the middle of the road; without causing the road to catch fire. When all of us went upstairs, and no one was coming out....the doll just stood up and went in another house....by sneaking in a window. The doll started to write, "THIS IS ME...., AND I HAVE YOUR SOUL." The doll started to scratch the door; with its rotting hands.
As we started to gather in one room...a 7 year old rabbit walked to show something. "Look...it's a knife. I saw it in the ground a while ago. Do you guys know who was keeping their stuff here?" "No, we don't know who the heck are keeping these horror things." It was Manic, our 15 year old brother. "Do you have any idea WHY IS THERE A PAPER IN THIS DRAWER????!!!!" Scrouge said as he snatches the paper out. He saw the paper that has a letter written in blood. "Never throw this..your'e a good friend of mine." "Wait?! This isn't blood. This is A RED BALLPEN. Think first! Wait...maybe blue? Oh. It's from Sonic." How could it be Sonic?! Sonic doesn't write in blue ballpen. "No it isn't Sonic. Its NOBODY in Shadz's family!" Jet said, as he stares at the writing for 5 seconds. "Who in their right mind would think who wrote it is Shadz, Silver, Sonic, Amy, or Maria?! Just like what Jet said, NO ONE in his family!" Blaze said, like she was fighting with her two brothers. "If not someone among the five of them, who would write it like that all friendly-like?! Knux?" Sticks asked.