Tyler walked towards into the post office, approaching the woman at the counter.

"Good evening." Tyler greeted. The woman barely looked up.

"Two day, three day, or overnight?" The woman asked, sounding dead inside.

"Overnight, it's extremely urgent." Tyler told her.

"Approximate value?" The woman continued.

"I'd say probably 2.50." Tyler guessed.

"Would you like the package insured?"

"Nah, that won't be necessary." Tyler brushed the question off.

"But it protects you and the recipient, should it be damaged." The woman explained.

"Trust me, we'll be fine." Tyler reassured her.

"Are there any perishable goods, or a live animal?" The woman finally asked.

"Just put other, please." Tyler finished. Neither of them heard the doll inside snicker to itself. "Have a nice night, ma'am." With his work done, Tyler walked off and entered his car, driving back to Kent Academy.

By the time Tyler returned to Kent, it was already dark out. He was about to use his keys to enter his office, but noticed that the door was already a crack open. Growing suspicious, Tyler pulled out a pistol, and entered the office, flicking the light switch, only to find that they weren't responding.

"Who's there?" Tyler asked out loud, and the door shut behind him. Tyler turned around, firing three rounds, but no one was there. Tyler sighed in relief, holstering his weapon, but then felt something wrap around his throat, closing off his windpipe. Tyler grabbed at his throat, attempting to free himself, but whoever was behind him just pulled tighter, causing Tyler's face to turn purple. The assailant gave their weapon one last tug, and Tyler's head exploded from the amount of pressure building up, painting the entire room with his blood and brains.

"Well, Dad was right." Glenda smirked, as Tyler's headless body fell to the ground. "You really do have so much opportunity with twine!" Just then, Tiffany opened the door, looking at her daughter's handiwork.

"Nice job." Tiffany congratulated. "Come on, let's go get Alice." The two killers made their way to Alice's room, kicking the door down, but didn't see Alice anywhere. They checked the bed, but it was only pillows stacked on one another, to give off the impression someone was sleeping.

"But where is-" Tiffany looked around while Glenda checked the closet, stopping when she saw the Voodoo for Dummies book on the floor, the contents opened to the soul transfer incantation. "Son of a bitch..."

Harrogate

"Nica, these murders aren't your fault." Foley tried telling his patient. Shortly after he had seen Nica and Andy go outside, he had set up another private meeting for the two of them, to discuss the recent events.

"It is if the killer is after me." Nica challenged.

"It was an accident." Foley insisted, but Nica wouldn't hear it.

"How can you say that? An oxygen tank was found with the cap ripped off!" Nica yelled. "Chucky killed Karen as well!"

"I'm going to pretend you didn't say that-" Foley tried to speak again, but was cut off.

"And Madeleine, he's manipulating her." Nica blurted out.

"She's projecting onto the doll." Foley scoffed. "Just like you did. Just like Karen. Just like Andy."

"Then where's the other doll?" Nica challenged.

"We'll find it." Foley tried reassuring her. "Who knows, maybe it's in yours or Andy's rooms."

"You're saying it's us, now?" Nica asked, jumping to conclusions.

"Look, I don't know what to think." Foley revealed. "Especially since it doesn't seem a coincidence that Barclay decided to commit himself on the same day his mother died."

"Neither of us are killers, and I'm not crazy, Doctor Foley." Nica said, and leaned in. "And you know what else? I think that both dolls are alive, and somehow, I'll prove it!" Having had enough, Foley stood up.

"I think it's time we tried hypnosis again…" Foley announced.

"Hypnotizing me will not help." Nica warned.

"It's been useful in the past, and it helps you see the truth." Foley continued, pulling out a syringe and filling it with a clear fluid. "Now, are you afraid of the truth?"

"I'm terrified." Nica glared at the doctor. "And you should be too. Andy reminded me of what happened, and we should all be fearing for our lives." Foley rolled his eyes, and took Nica's arm, much to her protest, and injected the fluid into her. While Nica's body reacted accordingly, Foley set up a light that flashed on and off constantly.

"Keep staring at the light, Nica." Foley instructed, pouring himself a glass of scotch. "Now, how are you feeling?"

"Perceptive." Nica answered, almost in a dream like state.

"As always, that's good." Foley took a sip of the liquor. "Now, what if I were to tell you that there really are cameras here at Harrogate? Hidden cameras, that show you killing Karen and Claire?"

"I suppose I can't argue against evidence like that…" Nica replied, sounding like she was sleeping with her eyes open.

"You can see them, can't you?" Foley asked. "You can see yourself killing them?" As if on cue, Nica had flashes of herself slashing Karen's wrist and launching a tank of oxygen at Claire, all the while grinning like a psychopath.

"Yes." Nica finally said.

"What if I told you that footage had been erased?" Foley asked. "Who do you think would do that? Or rather, benefit from that?"

"Me, would be my first guess." Nica suggested.

"So we are in agreement, about the murders, and your guilt over your family?" Foley inquired.

"Yes!" Nica said quickly.

"Good." Foley smiled, but then frowned when Nica chuckled.

"What's is it?" Foley asked, knitting his brows in confusion.

"Chucky." Nica told him, in what felt like a trance. "He's standing right behind you." Amused, Foley leaned over and kissed Pierce. Unlike with Andy, it felt more forced, and a voice was screaming in her head to punch the doctor. Unfortunately, being hypnotized, Nica was powerless to fight back, and Foley pulled away after what felt like an eternity.

"Oh, how I've missed these little sessions." Foley smiled. "Haven't you?"

"No." Nica admitted. It wasn't a lie, for more than one reason. Foley smirked, and leaned back.

"No, of course not." Foley told her. "Because you don't remember them. That's why I had you transferred here to begin with. But Barclay had to screw everything up by somehow getting to you better than me. No matter, I'll just erase him from your memory like last time. It's probably for the best." Suddenly, the bottle of whiskey smashed into the back of Foley's head, and he fell down like a ton of bricks. Standing right behind him was, indeed, Chucky.

"Holy shit!" The doll exclaimed, while Nica cocked her head to the side, somewhat surprised by his reaction. "And they call me sick? I mean, look at this guy! It's the ultimate date rape! Honestly, I'm a little bit envious!" Chucky laughed, then jumped down, grabbing the largest shard from the broken bottle.

"You know you want to." Chucky enthralled Nica. "Don't you?"

"Yes." Nica admitted.

"Come on then, Nica." Chucky coaxed, handed her the shard. "It's time to join the club." Nica took the shard and turned to where Doctor Foley lay, and raised her hand with the makeshift weapon. Just as she was about to stab the unconscious doctor, she left go of the glass, causing it to shatter into tiny pieces.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Chucky yelled.

"I can't." Nica pleaded. "I'm not a killer."

"You disappoint me." Chucky sighed, shaking his head. The doll raised his hand, which held a scalpel, and was about to stab the paraplegic woman, when a sharp knock was heard on the door.

"Doctor Foley?" The voice called out. "I came in here because I needed to talk to you about my, um… condition."

"Shit." Chucky muttered. That voice… it sounded so familiar. He just couldn't put his finger on it. "I promise Nica, I'll kill you later. When the time is right, you're mine!" Chucky swiftly punched Nica, knocking her out, and quickly opened the window and jumped out, just in time for the person to walk in.

That person was Andy, and he had heard most of what had happened. After he heard Chucky say that Nica disappointed him, he figured the doll was going to kill her, and that was when he decided to interrupt. Sure, he could have barged in and gone for Chucky then and there, but there was a chance the doll would've used Nica as a human shield… or worse. He couldn't risk it.

"Nica?" Andy asked, walking over and seeing her knocked out. "Shit." Andy quickly checked to see if there were any scars or injuries, but thankfully, there was only a bruise on her face. After shutting the window and turning off the light, Andy wheeled Nica back to her room, and gently placed her on the bed.

"Sleep well." Andy mumbled, and silently walked out, coming face to face with Carlos.

"You better have a good explanation for this, Andy." Carlos announced, his eyes narrowed.

"I found Nica in the recreational room." Andy lied. "She was already asleep when I found her, so I decided to wheel her back here." Carlos looked at him with a doubtful eye, but then sighed.

"Well, if you didn't do any harm to her…" Carlos trailed off. "Next time, just get one of the guards, okay?"

"Yeah, sure." Andy smirked and walked back to his own room, deciding to get some amount of sleep for the night.

Once Nica fell asleep, she was instantly plagued with a nightmare. She found herself crawling on the floor of Harrogate, stopping only when she reached a figure with red shoes on. Slowly, Nica looked up, seeing her supposedly dead niece.

"Alice?" Nica asked, shocked.

"Aunty Nica." Alice looked down at her aunt, her gaze as cold as her tone. "We've been waiting for you." Alice looked straight ahead, wearing a sinister grin, as Nica heard excruciatingly loud footsteps behind her. While Nica watched a shadow of a doll loom over her, Alice disappeared, and a gigantic form of Chucky arrived, brandishing a knife and cackling.

The next thing Nica knew, she was strapped to a gurney and repeatedly shocked, despite there being no one there to start up the machine. Zap. Each time she was shocked, Nica flashed back to when Chucky murdered her family. Zap. How Chucky towered over her at the top of the stairs, just after he gouged Barb's eye out. Zap.

I'm gonna get you. When Chucky chased after her, while she went to get Ian. Zap.

Say hi to the little woman for me. Being helpless as Chucky cut off Ian's lower jaw. Zap.

My friends call me, Chucky. Powerless against the doll, as he finally revealed who he truly was. Zap.

And then, with a gasp, Nica finally woke up.