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Waking up is a nightmare.

Esther senses something off immediately. The bed she lays down upon doesn't belong to her. It just feels wrong. Like she's in another's life.

What's happening?

The teenager only take remembers being in the orphanage. The cellar comes to mind, only to be shoved further into memory.

Esther spits something in the darkness. She doesn't even have to give a glance knowing to what it might be. It's only one possible thing.

Mr.Hopp.

The two male eyes contact for a second. It stands there perfectly still, not even breathing a damn bit.

Your soul is mine.

It's eyes secretly say. The message rings true and clear. Miss Bo has claimed Molly and Mr.Stripes with Issac.

It'd only make sense for her to be next.

Esther wonders around the house, completing various tasks from not stepping on toys to cause any noise in advance to even placing urns on mantles.

BANG!

...Then she's caught in Mr.Hopp's hand.

"Play with us, Esther."

Esther growls, squirming in Mr.Hopp's grip. It's so tight she can barely breathe whilst trapped. Panting a little to try and obtain some oxygen.

"Where are the others?! Where are my friends?! Tell me!"

"You are just like me."

"I am NOTHING like you!"

"I feel your pain. Give yourself to us."

"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Mr.Hopp suddenly squeezes his hand, constricting Esther's body to the point of pain. She wheezes, eyes closing as she blacks out.

Darkness overtakes Esther's vision.

***

Esther wakes up find herself in a fire pit.

It's either hell or a really bad rip off.

Based on experience, the only way out is to run and hope an exit shows up. So that's what she does.

Esther runs through the pit of hell. Firstly, Mr. Hopp shows up in a taunting way. He stands there grinning from ear to ear.

Someone speaks at least.

"I feel it to. Your pain. Your sadness. Your torment."

Esther runs past Miss Bo. She wants the real world.

"You belong with me."

She managed past Mr.Stripes. Tears sting Esther's vision. Why is she cursed with this nightmare?

"Abandoned and lost!"

***

Back in the bedroom, both sides stand opposite.

"PLAY WITH US, ESTHER!"

The demonic entity above the shadows exclaims.

She rushes away immediately. Not wanting a chase.

Sad enough she gets one. The entity chases after Esther (though she swears it's like the devil). And it gets faster and faster and faster-

Until finally she reaches an exit.

The light at the end of the tunnel literally shines, beckoning away of escape away from the entity.

...Until a hand grabs her once again.

The entire hallway collapses into a dark void. The entire room now reflects darkness. Just like before.

"Esther."

Suddenly she's staring the devil.

In it's yellow eyes, nothing but torment and cruelty reflect in those orbs. Whatever plans it has, she's gonna suffer no matter what.

"What do you want?"

Even to Esther she sounds defeated. The child thought she stood a chance against the entity. Foolish and brave at the same time.

It still doesn't give praise.

Esther glances to see Mr.Hopp waiting in the darkness. The master will give it what it wants soon.

Willing or unwilling, Esther's soul is its.

She can't deny the inevitable any longer.

Black like tentacles spit out in the void, dragging Esther down with them. To her credit, she managed to speak one or two before being dragged down.

The entity stares motionless with its own vessel to be standing there. Dee smiles at pleasing her master.

***

Mr.Hopps sits with its two companions.

Watching their new infested humans either tortured by their now alive toys or sat there. Mr.Stripes inspects his new human like a specimen.

Miss Bo chucks her new human like a doll, cuts and bruised abound on her skin. Probably to make up for the times she'd treated the panda like a plaything.

Issac is treated more kindly than Molly.

Not even Esther liked the kid.

Speaking of Esther, Mr.Hopp observes his new human sat in his lap. She sits there blankly whilst he pets her hair in a supposing soothing manner.

It's more mocking to show who's in charge.

Like the other vessels, Esther's eyes are covered in darkness. A darker cookout covering her irises, leaving them entirely dark.

Some of it splits into splotches.

In her hypnotised state, the entity, Mr.Hopp's master placed the girl into its care. It will take care of it's new human.

He's not entirely evil.

Still doesn't mean he will let Esther go.

The human belongs to him now. She won't escape, no one's going to help them all out here. The entity at least and the mercy to place the children into a trance of unawareness of their servitude to the devil.

The three masters of these kids still serve a higher up. If they mess up, they will also be punished.

It's not all fun and rainbows, not even for them.

Miss Bo turns around now, making a silent gesture to attain their attention. Mr.Hopps silent stares at the Molly child, hand not once leaving Esther's head.

She's covered in cuts and bruises, maybe even having a broken bone or two. The panda demon only smiles like a child having fun.

A twisted kind anyway.

Mr.Stripes presents Issac more funnily. The Issac kid's having tear trekking down his face, the tiger demon wiping them away with a grin.

The kid's probably made more aware.

And he can't do anything to help.

Mr.Hopp stares back down at his own human now, aware the others have gone back their own humans.

He doesn't care either way.

After so many agonising weeks stalking his intended new vessel, the opportunity arose and the rabbit demon couldn't hold back.

Obtaining permission to strike felt so good.

Esther stares into the distance, mind sunken into sleep and body now taken ahold of. It lives to serves to the master whether for killing or used as a vessel.

After so much fighting, Mr.Hopp strikes his human's cheek. A possessive manner and gesture as he will never let her go. She is his in mind and body.

Even in soul.