It was closing time. Your boss said that he needed to talk to you. As you tiredly walk to your office, the boss yells at you to hurry up. Once you get there, you sit down on one of those fluffy chairs you can sink in and fall asleep.

"(Y/N). I have called you here today to say that I am promoting you to manager." Your eyes widen as you stare at your boss. "Are... Are you serious?" Your so happy. Just about a year of working at this dreaded bakery finally paid off.

"Yes. The original manager was fired for eating all the cupcakes on an hour long break." Yikes. Sucks to be him. Your boss said you can leave so you left.

Once you got into your house, you decided to party with a week old cake that you haven't touched. But it had to be good... Right? You cut yourself a piece and poured yourself a glass of wine.

"To me for getting that promotion!" You say cheerfully as you took a bite of the cake. It was actually really good. You finish the cake slice and the wine and decide its time to go to bed.

You got changed into your favorite pajamas and got settled in under the covers. Once you finally drifted asleep, there was a loud bang from the kitchen.

You groan as you get up and put on your slippers. Once you walk to the door, you get chills up your spine. You decide to ignore it as you open the door and walk to the kitchen.

On the floor was a doll. You have never seen it before but it looked... Like you. It had (h/l) (h/c), the same (e/c) eyes, and it was wearing the same clothes as you. It seemed to have a bored expression on its face.

You stared at the doll until you blinked and you appeared in your bed. The doll was staring at you with the same bored expression. Weird... You think to yourself. I never liked dolls... Why do I have this? You just shrugged it off and turned off your alarm. You had off work today so you could of slept in but you decided not to.

You put on your slippers and walk to the kitchen. A mark was on the ground. It looked like someone dropped a doll or something. You ignored it and went to make some coffee. When you walked to the coffee pot, there was a note. It read :

Did you like the gift I gave you? Sorry that I dropped it.
~Jason

A chill ran up your spine. Who was.... Jason? You never knew anyone named Jason. Then... Who is he? And what gift? The doll? So many questions spin around your head as you push the note aside and make you're coffee.