you look in you hand at the match the ghost like hand gave you
before, you strike it and throw it in the fire place, an ungodly fire
flares up and engulfs the dolls...
~you watch in horror, you hear the screams... but then it turns to
laughter and then~
"thank you... oh thank you! We are free!"
~the coffins open and child bodies stand and walk up the cellar steps
then to the out side grave yard, well I guess we all know what
happened now~
