House of Horrors Part 3

A few hours later he wakes up again in the same place where he knocked himself out from falling down the stairs, he sits up slowly with his cigarette broken and hanging out of the end of the other half the cigarette he takes it out and drops it to the side and gets up and looks around without moving to try and see that little girl again but thankfully not in sight again as his heart raced to the thought that she would just appear where he looked. "God damn it, this won't be good. "He hides his face in the palm of his paw then wipes down to let himself see and clear his mind as he slowly steps up the stairs again notoriously. At all of the sudden he hears a gentle sound of a toy playing a calm and relaxing nursery song, only the lyrics sound like it needs a reception to listen as it's unable to be heard properly from the fizzing. It's causing like if it was a child singing for comfort during the Detroit in 1994, it made Dexter's heart race faster worse. "This is not funny, at all." He tries to calm himself down from hearing it, wanting it to stop so his patience gets thinner with it building up with frustration and anger, but keeps his pace slow as he follows the light sound of the toy like if it was calling for his name.