• Nola the Dolly •
Aisa was out shopping with her mother, they stop and look around a cent stores. Asia was looking around until she found a beautiful doll, with blue hair and orange eyes, with a sea blue dress with dark blue stripes. "Oh, she's so pretty!" Aisa said, in awe of the beauty of the doll. She happily went to her mother and brandished the doll. Asia's mother raised the doll up like Aisa did. "Wow, something like this in a simple store? You can buy it, Aisa." She handed it back to Aisa, and went to the cashier. "I'd like to buy this doll, please, sir." she asked politely.
The old man squinted at the doll and said "Oh my, you sure want that doll." Confused, she asked "Of course I want this doll." He just shook his head and said "Well, alright, but…" His next words were mumbled under his breath. On her way home, Aisa thought the beautiful doll needed a name. "… Nola. Her name is Nola", named after her late pet blue snake.
When she made it home she noticed a flaw, Nola had an extra finger on her right hand. Aisa pinned this as weird, but nothing is perfect. After playing with the doll for the entire day, it was her bedtime The doll was porcelain, so she left Nola on the living room table to play with after breakfast. Her mother kissed her good night and walked to her bedroom.
Aisa had lovely dreams, her playing with a living Nola in the woods and dreams such as that. Then she awoke, hearing clacking. Tiny, but audible clacking footsteps. They grew in volume, sounding like they were getting closer to Aisa's room. Then there was high-pitched mumbling. Aisa stopped whimpering and listened closely. "… first step. Nola's on the second step, Nola's on the third."
Refusing to take anymore, Aisa yelled out "Mommy, mommy! Come quick!" The tiny footsteps pattered away as Aisa's mother rushed to her room. "What, what, what?" "Mother, I heard footsteps and I think it was Nola!" Her mother sighed, unhappy at being woken up very late at night. She took Aisa and went to the living room. Nola hadn't moved an inch from her position.
Aisa unhappily went back to bed as her mother left to rest. She managed to get 30 minutes of rest before the sing-song chanting and clacking returned. The chanting continued past three. "Nola's on the fourth step, Nola's on the fifth step, Nola's on the sixth." Aisa called her mother again, Aisa insists she believes its Nola who's making the noises, another check-up on Nola reveals no change.
"Aisa I'm really am getting tired of this act. Nola is a doll, she can't walk, she can't talk, and there's nothing to be scared of." Aisa looked uneasily at Nola. The longer she stared, the more Nola's expression looked malicious.
She went back to her room and lies in bed. She manages to get some sleep when the clacking and chanting come back. It exceeded the sixth step and continued. There were only 12 steps to her room. "Nola's on the seventh step, Nola's on the eighth step, Nola's on the ninth." "M-m-mom!" she couldn't help yelling out. Her mother didn't respond. "Nola's on the tenth step, Nola's on the eleventh step…" "MOTHER!!!" she screamed out, but silence was her only response.
"Nola's on the twelfth."
There was silence in those heart-pounding seconds. Then the doorknob starts jangling which broke the silence. The door creaked open. There stood Nola, holding a steak knife, all bloody. Aisa scrambled under her bed, hoping Nola didn't see her. "Nola killed your mommy. Now Nola's gonna kill you~" She grabbed Aisa by the hair and pulled her from under the bed. Pointing the knife towards the crying little girl and said "Nola's in your room."
In the Skypiea, in the shopping district in the corner, Nola is still in the window display, of the cent store, still run by the same old man. She's waiting for another victim to fall for her charms. She now has eight fingers on her hand.