When he was sure that Linda was deep in her slumber, Brahms decided to come out of the walls. He wanted a closer look at the girl he found so beautiful. He quietly crept into her bedroom. He stood beside the bed, and looked down at her. He observed as her chest softly moved up and down with every breath she took. He never took his eyes off of her, she was such a sight to behold. When Greta had left, Brahms had never felt lonelier, considering the fact that his parents were never coming. Then Linda had moved in, and Brahms knew that she would be the one to stay, whether she wanted to or not. He reached out to gently stroke her hair.

My pretty Linda.

He didn't mind that she didn't follow the rules today. It was her first day after all. Tomorrow, however, he expected her to start. To make sure of it, he quickly yet quietly grabbed the Brahms doll, and placed him beside her along with the rules. He gave her one more look over and decided he wanted a keepsake. He found a pair of scissors and carefully picked up a strand of Linda's hair. He cut about three inches off before going back inside the walls.

When Linda woke the next morning, she was greeted to the sight of doll Brahms sitting up and staring at her.

"Ah!' she screamed, abruptly sitting up. She stared at the doll, whom was staring back at her. Her eyes drifted to the set of rules that was laid in front of him,

"Again with this? How did you even get in here? I thought I put you in your room" Linda said. She picked up the doll and put him back in his room. She slammed the door behind her, and then went back into her bedroom. She picked up the list of rules, crumpled it up and then threw it in the trash.

"Suppose I should go take a shower" she said to herself.

When Linda finished up with her shower, she wrapped herself with a towel and moved towards the mirror. She picked up the hairbrush that was sitting on the counter and began brushing her hair. She stopped when she noticed an odd piece of hair. She put the brush down, and picked up the strand of hair. Her hair had been cut.

"How the-" a thud coming from her room distracted her. She put her robe on and quickly ran to her room. The sight made her go wide eyed. Items were knocked over and almost all her clothes were thrown about the room. Sitting upright on the bed was Brahms, and so was the list of rules again, which had been covered with creases.

"What the hell is going on!?"

She jumped when she heard the telephone ringing. Linda walked over to it and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Linda?" She nearly froze at the sound of the little boy's voice. It was the same voice she had heard yesterday. "Why won't you follow the rules, pretty Linda?"

She didn't know what to say so she quickly hung up the phone and ran down to the kitchen.

I scared my pretty Linda. I didn't mean to scare her but she isn't following the rules. Maybe if I do something nice for her, she won't be scared and she'll start following the rules.

I don't want my pretty Linda to be scared. I want her to love me like I love her.

As soon as she was in the kitchen, Linda picked up her cellphone and dialed Lilly's number.

"Hello?" her friend said.

"Lilly, there's something I really need to talk to you about" Linda said

"Sean said he'll give you another chance" Lilly said

"No, no. It's not about Sean. It's about the house"

"What about the house?

"Well there's this doll and it keeps moving when I'm not looking and it keeps leaving a list of rules. This morning I threw the list of rules away and when I came back from my shower, my room was trashed. It's like the doll was angry with me or something"

"So you think the doll is possessed and you somehow pissed it off?"

"Maybe, I don't know. Do you know any backstory on the house? Anything about the past residents?"

"Linda, let me tell you about the Heelshires"