Ch. 19 All Eyes on Me

The girls had a really touching moment that evening in front of the fireplace. Jennifer and Anne sort of bonded as they embraced each other. The girls kind of started to like each other as if they were breaking a love/hate barrier between them.

"Are you going to be ok?" asked Anne as she let go of Jennifer and rose to her feet.

Jennifer nodded her head and said, "Yeah."

"So what do we do now?" said Anne folding her arms.

Jennifer turned to Anne and said, "We split up."

Anne had mixed feelings about splitting up because she still had sort of a love/hate relationship with Jennifer. "Alright…..be careful."

Jennifer smiled at her and said, "You too."

Anne then walked away, opened the door and closed it behind her.

When Anne was gone, Jennifer thought about her fight with Anne. Have they gotten any closer? Have they broken that love/hate barrier between them? Have they become better friends? Jennifer almost got suckered into the moment until she snapped back into reality. "Oh man! I've got to keep exploring this place!" She rose from the couch and went through the door by the fireplace.

The room looked like a little girl's room that's been trashed from neglect. The light switch didn't work. There was a menace-looking, French doll that hung upside down from the ceiling by a chain. Some toys were broken on the floor. The bed was ruined and there was a clown sitting on a small toy box.

"I wonder whose room this used to be." For some reason, Jennifer felt like she was being watched. It was almost as if that little girl was watching Jennifer in her room giving Jennifer a bad vibe to get out before something bad happens. "Why do I feel like I'm being watched?"

Or maybe it was Mrs. Mary. The mansion was already under Mrs. Mary's influence so it had to be her. But what was a little girl's room doing in the mansion? Did Mrs. Mary have an actual daughter that was killed and now she's out to kill every child in town? Could that be the mystery of this mansion?

This was interesting to Jennifer. In each room, she found clues about Mrs. Mary, scissorman or the mansion itself. But what bugged Jennifer the most was that she wanted to know Mrs. Mary's true intention behind her murders. Was she doing it because she really and truly was an evil woman or was it out of revenge for a long, lost daughter? The place just kept getting better and better!

As Jennifer carefully examined the room, she looked at the doll first since it was literally in her face. As she examined the doll, something about it gave her the impression that said, 'get out or else…..'. Upon further investigation, Jennifer came across a dark key that appeared to open a door to a ceremonial room. She found it under the clown. "I wonder if this opens a ceremonial room." But as soon as she pocketed the key, Jennifer heard circus music. "Huh?" Jennifer listened and the music seemed to come from the clown itself. She looked at it and what do you know?

The clown laughed, got up and began walking towards her. And to make things worse, the doll somehow fell off the chain unto the floor and then began to slowly float towards her.

It didn't freak her out too much because she already knew the place was crazy. "You're not going to scare me this time Mrs. Mary!" Jennifer hurried to the door to open it but it wouldn't open. "What? What's going on?" She pulled and tugged on it and even tried to push on the door but it wouldn't budge. "Open the door!... Heeeeelp!... Hello!... Is somebody out there?"

It was no use. The door wouldn't move.

Jennifer then looked around for a weapon to hit them with but unfortunately, there were none. So what was poor Jennifer to do? Use her fists? She was cornered just like Anne was earlier. Jennifer ran for the other door and that was locked too. Now what? Jennifer had to figure out something otherwise she would be killed…by toys! Silly wasn't it? Jennifer had nowhere to go in that room. She was literally trapped in a box.

The toys ganged up on Jennifer. The clown was by her feet and the doll was in her face looking scary as ever.

This time, she really did begin to panic. The doors were locked and there was no one to get her out this time. It was a dead end for Jennifer Simpson. She banged on the door yelling, "Heeeeeeeeeelp!" When she felt something touch her feet, Jennifer quickly looked down and screamed, "Nooooooo!" But then something came to her mind. "Wait a minute? What am I so afraid? They're just toys!" She decided to kick the clown and the clown went flying in the air hitting the wall but it didn't break or die.

While the clown got up to compose itself, the French doll was about a foot away from Jennifer.

"I don't think so French girl!" said Jennifer with a frown on her face. So she built the courage to use her bare fists and hammer the doll down to the ground.

At this point, the clown was walking towards Jennifer again with its same laugh and circus music. Both toys were on the ground.

Jennifer had no choice but to ground stomp them. And she did just that to the toys. When she stomped the clown, its music got distorted and eventually stopped when it died. From there, Jennifer turned towards the door, ran to it and tried the knob once again.

This time, the door was open. Who could have locked it?

But anyway, Jennifer was glad to get out of there.