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"Why don't you do it?" the figure hissed at last. It moved, flowed out of the corner of the room towards her. It stood beside the desk like a dark spectre, those fiery yellow eyes fixed on hers. "You know you really want to"

"I can't," said Rin, wondering why she was speaking to this shadow creature. Then she realized that it felt right, that she had been waiting a long time to have such a conversation. "It's wrong to hurt someone...isn't it?"

"That's just your conscience talking," the figure hissed. Rin could see a hole beneath the eyes now, a thin mouth that moved as he spoke. "SHE didn't think twice about hurting you, did she? You should get back at her!"

"But it's not the same, is it?" said Rin. "I mean, the doll...the pins..."

"Of course it is!" the figure exclaimed, drifting even closer, the dark mouth almost touching Rin's ear. "Pain is pain, and she deserves everything she gets. Hurt her, hurt her, hurt her! There's no limit to what you can do, either."

"What do you mean?" Rin asked, a cold chill running up her spine.

"Think about it," said the shadow creature "Just one pin in the doll gave her a stomach ache that lasted till you took the pin out. So what might LOTS of pins do to her? Pins in the doll's stomach, pins in its head, one in its heart..."

"T-that might...kill her!" whispered Rin. "No, I couldn't do it..."

"Why not?" the shadow creature snapped. His voice almost seemed to be coming from deep inside Rin's head now. "What are you worried about? No one will ever suspect you. Besides, if you get rid of his girlfriend, Dad will come back and life will be the same as it was before, before, before..."

Rin sat there, the last word echoing in her mind. She was still holding the doll in one hand and the pin in the other. She was tempted, very tempted...

Then she heard a noise on the landing outside her bedroom. The voice instantly fell silent and Rin felt as if a spell had been broken. She came to her senses, looked over her shoulder and saw that the door was opening. She dropped the pin on the desk and hurriedly got back into bed, pushing the doll beneath the duvet to hide it, grabbing the book from the bedside table.

The shadow creature had vanished as if he had never existed.

Mum's face appeared round the door. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine," said Rin. "I just couldn't sleep, that's all."

"I thought I heard you talking," Mum said, looking puzzled.

"I wasn't," she replied. "Maybe...maybe you imagined it."

Mum seemed satisfied. As soon as she was gone, Rin jumped out of bed and returned the doll to The Junk Basket. Then she got back into bed, and lay there wondering if she had been the one doing the imagining. But the voice soon returned.

"Life will be the same as it was before, before, before..."

For life to be the same as it was before...was that even possible? To achieve that...it seemed so simple yet it wasn't.

That night, Rin dreamed of dolls and pins and shadow creatures – and other things too. She dreamed of unbearable pain, murder, and death.

Death darker than the shadows in her room. Much darker.

Short chapter, I know :) BUT I see you people who read but don't review, and there are LOTS of you...help a gal out and review, YOU GET A COOKIE xD