It is continuation.
I noticed something funny.
Light reflection ... It is scary also impossible candles
The glow of the candle that is supposed to reflect on the heaven above the wall of the kitchen
I was concentrating.
The reflected light seems like the shape of a doll and seizes friends' hands while waist is coming off
I ran in the corridor.
Arbitrarily the living room door closed
The door that should have closed the bedroom a bit ahead slowly
It opened.
From there.
My friends ... came out.
I'm not afraid ... I'm shaking my voice
Do not run with a doll ... I do not get a light
What is it! When…
In my hands the doll was firmly clasped.
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