The day was pretty relaxing, except that you found more toys around the house. Most of the toys you found were in the kitchen. A few hours after doing some chores, you watched some shows on Netflix then took a little nap.

When you woke up, you saw someone in the room putting something on the table. You got up very quietly as you snuck up from behind and tackled them. Once you pinned them down, you tried to figure out their gender.

Its either a guy with long hair or a girl that looks a little like a guy. Whatever it was, they were smiling. You examined them. They had weird clown make up and sharp teeth, long, mahogany red hair, and bright yellow eyes.

"Who are you?! What are you?! Just explain! Now!" They started to laugh. Soon after he frowned as they looked to the side. "What are you looking at you freak?!" You shout. "The doll..." You looked at the direction of the doll. It had a terrified look on its face.

"Did... Did you give that to me? Are you Jason?!" The person looked at you and smiled. "You figured it out, (Y/N)! I am Jason. Good job!" He just laughed uncontrollably. You cover his mouth and that shut him right up.

You stand up and let Jason stand up, too. He ran into a different room so you had to catch him. But once you entered the room, he wasn't there. The only thing in that room was the doll that looked like you with the same, old bored expression.

You pick up the doll and walk to your computer. You set the doll next to your computer as you turn it on. You open Google and search up "Jason toymaker" which, as always, there were a lot of results.

One of the many results stood out to you. It was a story by someone named Maggie. You decide to read it, even if you get tired. Once you finish it, you do more research on this 'Jason' guy. The way Maggie had described the Jason in her story was the same description as the Jason you met.

As you dig around on the internet, you notice the doll fall. Once it hits the floor, you pick it back up and notice a few cracks on its porcelain head. You felt a little bad so you went to get something to hide the cracks.

After awhile, you go back to the computer, hanging your head in shame. As you sit down once more, you hear a quiet sob. That's weird... You thought. I'm the only one here... I'm.. I'm alone... Then... Then who's crying?... You look around to find nothing. You look at the doll and see its expression has changed to a sad face, almost like it was crying, with a tear running down its face.