As Frank entered the room, a strange sensation came over him. It felt as though a thousand sets of eyes were watching him. Then he realized why. Three of the four walls in the nursery contained built-in shelves. Each shelf was lined with antique china dolls in perfect rows, three on each shelf. They looked immaculate as they glowed under the lighting with their unblinking eyes focused on him. “He mustn’t ever find her,” the woman said.
Greta?
