The Devil's Dolls Page #3

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Actually, they both are.

- No. That's fine.

Don't wake her.

I just wanna

come by later on today

maybe if you could

give me the room number?

- She's in Room 101.

Come by whenever you can.

- Hey, baby, did you

check on Big Al?

Oh, my God.

Todd, are you okay?

What happened?

Todd..

-All you do is just take.

- What? Todd, I'm gonna

call you an ambulance.

-Becca, you still there?

-There is nothing left.

I am nothing!

Come on, come on, come on.

-Becca? Todd?

Todd, Becca.

-Matt! I'm in the bathroom.

There is something

wrong with Todd!

He's trying to kill me!

-I'm walking towards you.

-Okay.

-Matt.

-It's okay.

Where's Todd?

-I don't know.

I don't know

where the f*** he went.

- No!

- No!

Oh, God. No! No!

No. Hold on.

Todd, buddy,

put down the shears.

Don't do it.

It's okay.

-Jesus.

What is it?

- Look!

- It does look like

the ones Henry had.

- Jesus. Chloe.

I need full medical backup.

79/12 Eagle Crest Drive.

I need immediate support.

- When do the new tests

come back?

-A few more hours.

-Matt, where did you go?

- Emergency at work.

How is she?

- She's not stabilizing

like I hoped.

- Doc, is it possible

for skin to contact

a drug or toxin to cause

what happened to Chloe?

-A drug? Matt, what...

- Doc, is it possible?

- Yes.

- Amy, Chloe took something

from the back of my car.

It was a wooden box

filled with figurines.

She might have thought

they were jewelry charms.

- But...

- Amy, charms?

Did Chloe have one?

- Yeah.

She made a necklace,

a... a bracelet.

We turned it

into a bracelet. So?

- EMTs would've removed and

bagged any items on her person.

- I'm on it.

I'll meet you at the car.

- Matt, what is going on?

What... the charms? And you...

- I... I think they're laced

and if Chloe handled them...

- But nothing came up

in the routine tox screen.

But this severe asthmatic affect

it would have been

pretty nasty stuff.

Way out of the ordinary.

-Can you treat it?

- If we knew

what we were treating.

Otherwise we're just

shooting in the dark.

-Okay, I'll find it.

I'm gonna need you

to stay by the phone.

-Okay.

-Wait. I have to tell Becca.

Chloe gave her

one of those things.

What is it?

-Did you tell her about Becca?

-I told her enough.

Becca was Amy's best friend.

-I'm sorry.

- What about you?

You got anything?

- Yeah. The EMT that brought

Chloe in. It's his day off.

His boss is gonna try

to track him down.

- Henry was in and out of backwoods

psych clinics his whole life.

He could have loaded up on all

kinds of psychotropic sh*t.

-Yeah, but..

I mean, what, are we gonna call

every one of those places

and ask for inventory records

over the last 20 years?

I mean how many of them

are even still around?

-You got a better idea?

- Yeah, I think there's someone

we need to talk to.

-Jesus! Look at this place.

- Well, she wanted that box

so she must know

something about it.

Which is one more thing

than we do.

-Hello?

- I was wondering

when you'd come.

- Miss DeGracie,

we need your help.

-Yes, you do.

Come. Sit.

- That night

at the old hospital.

You asked about this.

-They're poisoned.

-Yeah. I... I know.

With what?

- Nothing you'll find here

or anywhere else.

- Look, my daughter

is very sick.

Alright?

So, I need your help.

You said the dolls,

they're... they're poisoned?

- I had the feeling you'd be

more comfortable with that..

Than if I said they are cursed.

Oh, detective, you came to me.

And I can help you,

but only if you really hear me.

You've seen this?

- Henry drew this?

- No.

This was drawn a little bit

before Henry's time.

Have you ever heard

of a worry doll?

- Sure I have they are like

children's toys.

-No. Not all of them.

The night I found Henry Bale..

I looked into his eyes.

He was a broken boy.

Innocence gone.

I could see the darkness

already growing in him.

So, I gave him..

The worry dolls.

The last of the original

worry dolls

and I explained to him

their power.

- Power? Come on. I knew

this was a waste of time.

- Detective, your daughter

must be in great pain.

-What are you doing?

- So young.

She must be terrified.

And you can't help her.

-Help me, daddy.

-It's a paralytic.

Just one drop.

Yes.

My grandparents

lived in a small village

of Huehue in the...

Deep in the mountains

of Guatemala.

Their medicine woman was named

Delate, my great-grandmother.

One summer,

the women started getting sick.

Many died.

The children were terrified

including Delate's own daughter.

Delate could not

stand to see this.

She believed that every child

should know only innocence.

And so she fashioned

Munecas Quitapenas.

Worry dolls..

From a wood

of a very rare tree.

Delate didn't just

make dolls

that simply calmed fear..

They removed it.

When worries are told

to the dolls

they must be placed in the box.

-The dolls..

They... they take

worries out overnight.

But Henry never slept.

I shot him. Killed him.

He knew we were coming

down on him.

He was expecting to die.

- Oh, my God. Henry was trying

to purge his soul.

-And the worry and fear..

Carried by Henry Bale..

A man who had

only known pain and hate

remains in those dolls.

Expressing through anyone

unfortunate enough to have one.

- So you're saying these people

are experiencing Henry's fears?

Seeing into his mind?

- No.

The fears were their own.

The every day burdens

that we live with

but amplified to a level

unbearable by most people.

This became their reality.

- Dogs.

- What?

-Chloe's afraid of dogs.

-The only way to save her

is to get the dolls and quickly.

- But she doesn't even have

the dolls anymore.

-That doesn't matter.

She's a pure innocent.

Never had to deal with

the fears of life.

Ironic, people who have

suffered the most

have the strongest resistance.

Your daughter is just

gonna get worse.

She'll die.

In the meantime, you gather

all the dolls and the box

and bring them here to me

along with your daughter.

That is the only way.

-How much time do I have?

-Until dawn.

- Amy, do have any idea

where those dolls might be?

-No, I don't.

- Just think.

I need to find the dolls.

- Do you know what's happening

with Chloe or not?

- They're special.

They belonged to Henry Bale.

Somehow...

- Henry Bale?

Are you kidding me?

You're supposed to be helping

our daughter and instead

you're back on your

Henry Bale obsession?

- Wait, wait, Amy.

Just... just hold on.

Becca didn't die in an accident.

Todd killed her.

- What?

- Todd.

He slashed her throat

with trimming shears

and he was wearing one of

those dolls when he did it.

That homicide

at the mini-mart?

He was also wearing

one of those dolls.

I know how this sounds

but I need to find those dolls.

This could be

Chloe's last chance.

Somehow it left

something in her.

And if I don't find them all

the doctors, they're not

gonna be able to do any good.

So hate me, just help me.

-Okay.

Oh, my God.

Help! Help!

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