It arrived on a quiet afternoon, a package wrapped in plain brown paper, bearing no return address. Its weight felt… significant, far heavier than its size would suggest. Inside, nestled in tissue, was a porcelain doll. Her clothes were of a bygone era, but it was her eyes—glassy and unnervingly lifelike—that held the gaze. A quaint, if slightly eerie, antique. That was the family's first and l...
