Cain brought the large, rectangular package that the deliveryman had just dropped off into the living room of The House of Mystery and placed it on the coffee table. As he began to tear into the brown paper it was wrapped in, his fat sibling, Abel, entered the room.
"What's that?" Abel asked his brother.
"The latest addition to my collection of mysterious artifacts," Cain said, happily.
He reached into the cardboard box that was under the paper and pulled out a doll about the size of a toddler with red hair, freckles, and baby blue eyes. The doll would have almost been cute if it wasn't for the stitches he had all over his face, as if he'd been thrown in a wood chipper and then sewn back together again.
Abel grimaced at the ugly toy.
"What's so mysterious about that?" he asked.
"This doll," said Cain, "Has been involved in numerous unsolved murders throughout the continental United States.
"R-r-really?" stammered Abel.
"Really," said Cain.
Abel looked at the doll his brother now held in his arms, and the doll looked right back at him with its cold eyes.
"Hi, I'm Chucky, wanna play?" the doll said in a sweet, sing-songy, doll voice.
"However," added Cain. "This doll also has a secret, so I suppose it's only fair that you and I share him."
Abel gulped.
"Why don't you take him first," said Cain, walking over and handing Chucky to Abel.
"Oh, I d-d-don't know ab-b-bout th-" Abel began.
"Nonsense," interrupted Cain. "Nice brothers always share their toys. Aren't I a nice brother?"
"Well I s-s-suppose I c-" said Abel, looking at the doll with worry.
"Great!" said Cain. "You take him for a week, then I'll take him the week after, and so on, and so forth."
Cain put his arm around his brother and began to lead him towards the front of the house. Neither of them noticed Chucky reach in and pull a long, sharp, butcher knife out of his corduroy overalls. When the brothers got to the front door, Cain opened it and shoved Abel out onto the porch.
"Enjoy," said Cain, as he slammed the door shut.
"B-b-but-" said Abel as the door closed in his face.
Cain began to head back into the living room when all of a sudden he heard his brother scream in terror and pain. Then he heard the sound of something large and heavy hit the floor of the porch, followed by a high pitched, evil laugh.
Cain smiled to himself.