Xander

when you were little you always played with a doll named Xander. when you’ve growned up, you throw Xander away because you weren’t a kid anymore. Some weeks later, it was 1 AM and you were sleeping, but then you’ve seen a really tall man with a mask of a doll on his face.. and the mask on his face was like..the face of Xander?! “it’s me sweetheart. now you will regret throwing me away.” *he comes closer to you with a knife*