While on the flight to Rhode Island, Andy fell asleep, where he had another nightmare of Chucky.

Andy was in his apartment, talking on the phone with his mother. They were discussing how they would celebrate his birthday, which was tomorrow. Suddenly, Andy heard the box on the table get cut open, and pulling out a shotgun, turned around and aimed his gun at the intruder.

"Play with this!" Andy said, pulling the trigger. It was only after the shot was fired when his eyes saw that the intruder was not the Chucky doll as he perceived, but instead, a little girl with blonde hair. Andy's eyes widened, realizing he killed an innocent little girl.

"Ahh!" Andy said, waking up. Looking around, he noticed that he was back on the airplane, and shrugging, went back to sleep.

Rhode Island

Once Andy and Nica got off the plane, and they were instantly greeted by a woman with black hair.

"Are you the paranormal detectives?" The woman asked.

"We prefer investigators, but yes." Nica replied, noticing the woman must've been in her late forties or early fifties. "Who are you?"

"My name is Debbie. I had originally gotten this doll from my mother in 1967, but several years later, it started showing signs that it was possessed." Debbie said.

"Hold on, you waited over fifty years to get help?" Andy asked.

"No, I had gotten the help of Ed and Lorraine Warren." Debbie quickly said. "But it seems that after Ed died in 2006, the doll found a way to come back recently and terrorize my friends and I."

"Okay, let's go and fight a living doll… again." Nica said. She and Andy got in Debbie's car, and they all drove to her home. Along the way, Andy called his old friend, John Constantine.

"If ye don't have any demons to get rid of, then sod off. I'm busy." Constantine's gruff voice was heard in the cell phone.

"Is that any way to treat old friends?" Andy asked.

"Andy? Jeez, mate, how've ya been?" Constantine asked. "I thought you said we'd part ways after Chicago?"

"Change of plans." Andy said. "Listen, I need some advice on a case. What do you know about a possessed doll named Annabelle?" Andy heard silence for about five minutes, Constantine didn't reply. Finally, the demonologist spoke.

"I've heard of it." Constantine said slowly. "Never actually dealt with it. The stories usually saw back in the 40s, a toymaker had created the doll, and after his daughter died, her spirit wanted permission to inhabit the doll. Initially, the man and his wife were overjoyed, but they quickly discovered that a demon had possessed the doll, not their daughter. Twelve years later, the doll was unleashed upon a bunch of orphans, and attacked one of the girls, named Janice. Janice became possessed, and she left the home, renaming herself as 'Annabelle' and being adopted by the Higgins family. In 1967, Annabelle murdered the Higgins, before committing suicide and possessing the doll once more. Eventually, it was caught by a couple named the Warrens, but it seems like it has broken free."

"That's all interesting, but do you have a name for the demon?" Andy asked.

"Sadly, no." Constantine muttered. "Furcifer, Pazuzu, Mnemoth, none of them specialize in possessing dolls. The only other demon I can think of is Damballa, but I watched Nergal destroy him. I'll have to ask Morningstar about this."

"Alright, thanks John." Andy said, before hanging up. Soon, they arrived at Debbie's home, and went inside.

"So where's the doll?" Andy asked.

"Upstairs, in an old bedroom." Debbie said, leading them to the top floor. As they entered the room, they found the porcelain doll, facing a window and rocking in a chair. Slowly, the doll turned its head.

"Shit." Nica said. "What do we do?"

"Well, I learned a bit from John about exorcising dolls." Andy suggested. "This might be harder though, since this is a demon, and not the soul of a serial killer."

"What?" Debbie said out loud. "But you're not a priest!"

"Neither is John Constantine." Andy said, before pulling out some holy water and a cross from his briefcase. "Right now, I am addressing the demon inhabiting this vessel. What is it you want?"

"HER SOUL!" The doll screamed, pointing at Nica and levitating.

"Why me?" Nica asked, grabbing a bottle of holy water.

"YOU CHEATED MY BROTHER OUT OF YOUR SOUL." The demon explained, shedding its porcelain form to reveal gray, demonic skin, with yellow eyes, sharp teeth, and claws. "I WILL AVENGE HIS DESTRUCTION."

"Your brother?" Andy asked. "You mean Damballa?" The demon began laughing.

"INDEED." The Annabelle demon confirmed. "AND THANKS TO YOU AND THAT MAN CONSTANTINE, HE IS GONE. AND FOR THAT, YOU WILL SUFFER!" The demon then screamed, causing the house to shake and the windows to shatter. Debbie was flung by a supernatural force out the window, and was impaled on a nearby tree branch.

"No!" Andy and Nica yelled, seeing Debbie get killed. Andy flung the holy water at the doll, yelling, "I command you to leave this conduit!" Unfortunately, the doll simply laughed, and Andy and Nica were thrown into a wall.

"FOOL!" The demon shouted. "ONLY EXPERIENCED EXORCISTS CAN EXPEL ME!"

"What now, Andy?" Nica asked.

"Plan B." Andy stated, looking at the open briefcase. "We destroy the doll."

"NO!" The demon shrieked, lunging at the two humans. Andy bolted for the briefcase, but the doll jumped onto his back, sending them both to the floor. Even as the doll was clawing and biting his back, Andy kept crawling, until finding a knife he was looking for. Just then, Andy heard a shot get fired, and saw the doll fly into the wall in front of him. Getting up, Andy turned around, to see Nica with a pistol.

"Nice shot, Andy commented, before turning around, seeing the doll get back up.

"DO YOU HONESTLY BELIEVE THAT TOY WILL AFFECT ME?" The demon asked.

"No, that was just a distraction." Nica said honestly. The demon growled, and flew towards Andy. Andy, however, was prepared, and jammed the knife into the doll's chest, where the heart would be. As the knife struck the doll, for a second, Andy thought he saw the doll's face look like a little blonde girl with freckles, one he'd seen years ago…

The doll fell to the floor, shattering, and thick smoke rose, taking the form of the demon, with black horns and some hair, before vanishing with a screech. Andy winced from the pain, and put the equipment back in the briefcase.

"Why'd the knife do that?" Nica asked, looking at the weapon.

"I coated it in some more potent holy water that John gave me." Andy explained. Looking out the window, they remembered that Debbie was dead.

"Sorry Debbie." Andy silently said, before he had an idea. Pulling out his phone, Andy called Constantine again.

"Hey John, how do you bring someone's soul back?" Andy asked.

"It's actually pretty easy, mate." Constantine replied. "Who do you want to bring back?"

"Janice." Andy said. "She had her life stolen from her, and she died while possessed."

"Alright, Andy, but I'm warning you: if not immediately, you'll eventually have to replace her soul in Hell or heaven with someone else's, or it'll be done by another demon." Constantine said, before instructing Andy on how to bring someone back. "Oh, I'm still working on that demon's name. I'll send Lucifer to see you once we find it."

"Thanks again John, and see you later." After hanging up, Andy and Nica set up symbols along the floor, and upon muttering an incantation, a blinding white light filled the room, and before the two investigators was a little girl with blonde hair. Nica brought up an amulet they borrowed from Constantine, double checking that the girl wasn't a demon.

"Jesus, it worked." Nica gasped.

"Who are you?" The girl asked.

"My name is Nica, and this is my husband, Andy." Nica replied.

"Do you have any family to go to?" Andy asked.

"No, I have no family." Janice said sadly.

"We know someone who would take you in." Andy said. "They were never able to have children." Andy, Nica, and Janice then left the house, and drove to the airport for Chicago, as the demon watched from its plane of existence, screaming in fury.