The demon started to laugh and flew closer to the victim. "Are you afraid of death?" she asked. The man tried to say something but all he could do was stutter. Then the little doll picked up a knife from the kitchen and when she turned back she saw a little girl staring at her with a smile on her face. She was the man's daughter, the owner of the doll. A demonic voice coming from the doll said: "Move little one... I'll come back for you later", but the girl kept smiling disregarding the doll. "I'm not afraid of you", she giggled. The demon was confused. "Who do you think you are?" he grunted. "Your end" the girl shouted and touched the doll. The ground started to shake and the sky became red. The doll began to rip apart and the demon inside it shouted for the last time: "You cannot kill me without forever damning your soul!" "Then, so be it", the little girl smiled.