Chuckie’s Teacup Part 2

Molly just thought ‘the gruesome murder of her puppets’ was staged as a non-living puppet could have not possibly been able to rip out the insides of another, right?

The next day, the same happened again. Every night after that, it kept going until Chuckie was the only one left.

A few weeks later, she saw Chuckie moving towards her whilst she was  tucked in bed. She kept whispering to herself, ‘It’s only a bad dream,’ over and over again.

The next day, she threw Chuckie in the garbage and that night crept back into the house with a knife in his thumbless hand!

‘Bye, bye!’