Narrator's Introduction
The story emobodies the subjective narrator into Jimin.
It contains 2 parts:
First part is the "ludic" one
The second part is the "seance" itself
Wish you a spooky experience~ *wink*

Jimin

25 years oldA volunteer of the local nursery

Jimin is scared and instantly runs upstairs, he closes the door, and he sees that instead of the bedroom, he got into his office. There he has no flashlight, and the key to lock the door is missing. He starts to freak out, but the doll is faster and when he looks into his backpack, he sees it inside. How?

Even more freaked out, he throws the backpack away and the first instinct is to cry. But he hears a voice, a motherly voice. It says, "Don't cry, I cannot see others cry." He gets confused and thinks he is hallucinating, but he looks at the doll, sees it is now taking the human-like shape of a ghostly figure, nothing like he has ever seen. The woman turns the red hair of the doll into a red veil, over her long hair, yet her eyes are not visible. That settles Jimin, somehow, only because he no longer feels like his soul is taken from his own body. He starts to understand that is not the intention of the "appearance", but he is still too scared to say a word.

The woman is tall, definitely taller than him, and she stands up, but she stands still, only looking down and stepping out of the corner of the room. Jimin was in the opposite corner, his knees visibly trembling, yet the only thing he was feeling and hearing was the beats of his own heart. The moment he sees the woman stepping closer and reaching her hand towards him, he sticks more into the wall. The woman whispers, yet her voice is clearly audible in the silence of the night. "I know you..." she says and lowers herself in the middle of the room, on her knees taking a praying position. She adds, "You have the power of helping... I should be your master, but you see, I cannot be one, unfortunately. The nurses, all of them, don't even remember me. The place you are going to, it used to have an office for me, but now it is nothing but a storage room for whatever cheap sanitary objects."

Jimin is starting to leave the wall and stand up, getting some confidence when the woman is facing the floor. Her next words, "My child ran away. She is the little girl, yes. The one that is always showing up on the other side of the nursery's gate. You saw her, nobody else noticed her. This is why I came here... I want to teach you her name, to teach you the secrets of children's hearts. I am a witch, and I can read mortals... yet my little girl, she is the one who broke the spell, and here I am, nothing but a dead mortal. She is now possessing my powers, but she doesn't know how to use them." The woman raised her head towards Jimin, now her mask vanishing and letting the boy see her eyes. Nothing out of this world, nothing red, nothing big. Just some pleading, teary eyes of a pained mother.

Jimin could not stay still anymore, so he stepped closer to her and kneeled in front of her, saying in a whispery voice that seemed to calm the spirit. The window's curtains stopped from fluttering, the air in the room began to warm up. "I will help you. She seems to be a smart child, her powers are nothing but an ace in the sleeve... I am sure she would love to hear about her own self."

The woman nods in a very slow motion and lifts her chin up, so that her eyes would meet the boy's. Her tears turned into droplets of blood. That made the boy shudder, yet the woman was fast enough to snatch his hand. In a blink of an eye, without having a clear view of his surroundings, he found himself in front of a fountain. He tried to look around, but he could not move his head. Yet, "the head" was moving in other directions that he would. Then, he realised the witch made him "become" exactly the little girl. She was standing up on the edge of the fountain, a coin in her hand. Soon enough, he heard a tiny voice say, "Momma... I wish you were here, momma. Watch how tall I am now, I wish you were here to see me." And the coin landed in the water with a small sound. The little girl ran away and giggled, but she stumbled and Jimin instantly got worried, wanting to help her get up, forgetting that he was not really there near her. The witch felt that and instantly made him get back to his own persona. She was looking straight into his eyes, inches apart. She whispered. "You know what she wants now. Help her be tall. Help her get up. You know where she is. Go now."

Despite the fact that the boy was completely dizzy about the intensity of the emotions he was feeling and the speed they were happening with, he got up, ran out the door and headed directly towards the fountain. He knew where it was, he knew very well. There, to his surprise, he found the girl still crying on the ground, rubbing her knee. She was calling for her mother, so she was startled when Jimin placed his hand on her shoulder. Yet he whispered the secret words the mother taught him right before he ran out. "It's me, your mother sent me."
The girls softened immediately, taking the hand which Jimin offered. He helped her sit up and brushed her hair out of her face, adding, "I will help you be tall again, come on." Right after that, the child followed him back to the fountain and he offered her another coin, telling her to wish for anything she wants. Instead of a wish, the girl took the coin and whispered. "Thank you, momma..." And she looked at the boy's eyes right before throwing the coin, her eyes clearly looking like she was indeed staring at her own mother. Jimin looked behind and saw the doll peeking from the corner of the building. He froze in place and the girl was still looking at him even after throwing the coin. Did he just fall into a trap of two witches? His hearted started to pick up...

He backed away from the fountain. his eyes not leaving the little girl. She started grinning and giggling, the doll instantly appearing into her arms. She jumped off the edge of the fountain and ran to the boy's side, not even having a wound on her leg anymore. Jimin was confused to the peak.

"What are you staring at? It is wrong that I was too lazy to get up on my own?"
"So, it was you... all this time..."
"Of course, it was me, this is my doll, my child. She always manipulates me to pick her up, so I wanted someone to pick me up too." She giggled again and added in a whispery tone. "You, yourself, called me smart..."
"Then who was talking to me-" Jimin blinked and stopped talking the moment he saw the girl vanishing right in front of his eyes. He was alone near the well, a coin at his feet. He picked it up and rubbed his head. Something told him this was a cursed loop. The burning urge he was having to simply step up on the edge of the fountain and wish for something.
He did so and stopped right before throwing it. Something catching his attention. A sign. A name of a little girl, the age of 7, drowned in the fountain a silver coin in her hand when she waws found. He looked in his hand. A silver coin...
So he is alone, no doll, the cursed coin in his hand...

Jimin decides that he should keep the coin. Even if it sounds risky, he thinks that having it and also knowing the story behind it, it will keep other people from falling into the trap of the witches. However, he thought the spirit of the little girl will always haunt the fountain. But he was confused about one thing. Why did the girl choose to possess the doll he had. Did "my child" really mean that the curse was the witch itself? Luring others and giving them the chance to wish by always offering a coin close? He had to find out.

A seance was the only way he could summon the fountain spirit and to figure out its games. So, just like that, Jimin started scrolling through the phone, searching for the rules of a seance, setting up all the objects in the right places, finally placing the "cursed" silver coin in front of the mirror and a cup of water, specifically taken from the fountain, next to it. He began the seance by talking to the spirit, instructing it about what he was trying to do, asking it if it is present and lastly demanding it to show itself. The silence around was putting a lot of pressure on Jimin's shoulders, but he did not give. He continued telling the spirit that he knows abou the backstory, his eyes never leaving the mirror.

After a while...... he saw something in the mirror. What was it? It was exactly himself. Obviously, though, right? When someone looks into a mirror, they are supposed to see themselves. Wrong. He was seeing himself upside down. The mirror broke, water beginning to flow through the cracks, flooding the place underneath. It looked like he was upside down in a pool of water. Drowning...
Was the spirit trying to hurt him?
Obviously.
Another writing on the wall appeared, with the same red letters as before. This time it said, "MY ENEMY". That was the time he understood what the spirit was intending. First, he thought about Jimin like its child, wanting to lure him into its own world. But now that he refused and disrespected the spirit, it was considering him its enemy. That did not bring Jimin down though. He shouted at the spirit with all his might, "I DO NOT BELONG TO YOUR WORLD! WHY ME?!"
Surprisingly, the cup of water was kicked down by an invisible force, the coin being surrounded by a puddle of it, the mirror falling down on top it. Jimin did not dare to pick up the mirror, because as soon as it fell, he saw the figure of a little girl, hugging a certain doll with red hair and black eyes.
"The nursery.... they were supposed to take care of us. I ran away... momma was not there to pick me up.... I went to the fountain and found a coin. I wish for her to come back and pick me up so I can be tall again. But I fell down even more..." Jimin softened, yet when he looked at the girl, her eyes was horrifing, with red eyes and dripping blood. She shouted, "IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT FOR NOT KEEPING ME IN! NOW I WANT YOU IN!"

Jimin cursed at himself and ran out. He was scared and terrified, but he knew exactly what to do to make the spirit stop haunting the nursery. He ran exactly to the dorm which belonged to the little girl, finding it bloody and destroyed. He bravely stepped in and specifically looked for the pendant she always used to wear. Relieved, he found it in the shelf. He picked it up and when he looked at the door, the figure of the girl was blocking th whole frame, long ans sharp nails dripping blood along with her eyes. He gulped, but did not back away. "I was not there during that day, but I know your mother would love if you would have this pendant back. Remember, when you first came at the nursery..." The girl was stepping closer, making the boy even more nervous, yet he did not stop talking. "I was there to greet you, I would always greet you, and I saw your mother gifting you this pendant. It made you make the nursery your home. How about you take it now and wear it? It will make your mother be with you all the time.

What happened next was a blur for the boy, he woke up in his own bed, the doll nowhere to be found. It was almost morning and when he checked the time, he knew he was already going to be late for work. He rushed to get ready, but one thing caught his eyes right before he could open the door to leave. "MY FRIEND" written on a wet piece of paper, stuck on the wall, in the same place where the first writing used to be the other night. Or was it two nights ago? How many? He sighed, but also smiled, and headed out. Once again, he had brightened up the soul of a hurt child....
For sure he would succeed in his career.