There was a dark secret buried deep within Julia's heart—one she never dared to reveal to lina. It was a secret tied to her daughter, a secret born from grief, obsession, and a hunger for revenge.
Under the cover of night, when the world slept unaware, Julia committed an unthinkable act. She stole Joyce's lifeless body from the cold silence of the morgue and disappeared into a forgotten, shadow-filled place far from human eyes. There, surrounded by darkness and whispered chants, Joy held a small doll in her trembling hands.
Driven by madness and a mother's desperate love, she performed a forbidden ritual—one that crossed the boundary between life and death. Joyce's soul was torn from the edge of the after life and bound inside the doll. The air grew heavy, candles flickered, and the doll's glassy eyes seemed to awaken with something unnatural inside them.
When it was done, Julia carefully wrapped the doll in beautiful paper, tying it with a ribbon as if it were an ordinary gift. She planned to present it to Nancy on her upcoming birthday, her face calm, her smile convincing
Nancy had no idea.
She did not know that the box held more than a gift.
She did not know it carried a restless soul.
She did not know it was not a toy—but a vessel of vengeance.
The birthday present was not wrapped in love.
It was wrapped in revenge.
Everyone had gathered at Nancy's birthday party. Laughter filled the house, music played softly in the background, and colorful lights reflected happiness on every face. Yet nancy did not know the truth that her childhood friend Julia was no longer alive. The absence went unnoticed by her, hidden behind smiles and celebrations.
Nancy was not alone in friendship. She had someone even closer to her now—kinsey, a brilliant young scientist who dedicated her life to discovering new species of plants and unknown forms of life. Kinsey stood by nancy throughout the party, making sure her birthday was perfect.
As the night grew late, one by one the guests began to leave. The house slowly returned to silence. Wrapping paper lay scattered across the floor as Nancy sat down to open her gifts. One by one, she unwrapped them—books, dresses, small surprises—until only one box remained.
It was the gift from Joyce.
Curious but calm, nancy opened the box and found a doll inside. It looked ordinary handmade, delicate, and strangely old. Feeling unimpressed, she placed the doll aside and walked to the kitchen to get herself a glass of water.
She had no idea what she had just touched.
What Nancy didn't know was the dark secret Joy had carried for years. Joy practiced black magic, a forbidden art passed down through whispers and shadows. And now, it was no longer just magic—it was the desperate cry of a grieving mother.
After Joyce's death, Julia had stolen her daughter's body and taken it to a forgotten, cursed place far from the living world. There, under the cover of darkness, she performed a forbidden ritual. Using a doll as a vessel, she trapped Joyce's restless soul inside it—binding her daughter to revenge instead of peace.
That doll, wrapped neatly in bright paper and tied with a ribbon, was never meant to bring joy.
It was not a birthday gift.
It was a box filled with revenge.
And as Nancy returned to the room, unaware of the presence now watching her, the doll lay silently beside the gifts waiting.