"Get up, Please Get up!" He shook her body lightly, but it was no use. He had broken this one too. Like so many dolls they kept breaking on him. None had thus far lasted more than a month with him. He was becoming desperate. I should really try to feed them more often He thought to himself, perhaps that was why they broke so easily.

He wanted someone to fight with him, they always fought at first; especially when he started choking them. His hand wrapped so lovingly around their delicate throats, the veins in his thumbs pulsing as he pressed harder and harder. They would scratch and try to rip out his eyes, and he would laugh at their futile efforts. They would fall unconscious and he'd revive them.

He never meant to break them.

Why do they keep breaking on me?

He Looked down at the broken mess, a tangle of sheets, arms and legs. One would think she was sleeping at first, at least until they saw her eyes. A vivid ice blue, set off on pale ivory skin with sable hair. Open, glassy, a distant look in them. Very much like a dolls. Her fragile features adding to the China doll like appearance.

He dressed her in a white nightgown, and carried her down to the sleeping Chamber to be with the others.

He placed her gently down, and arranged her hair nicely. A tear even slid down his cheek.

"My poor beautiful Snow White,* He paused as he picked up the red lipstick tube with careful deliberance, "Lips as red as blood, Skin as white as snow" His fingers trailed over his cheek when he finished applying the lipstick, "I'll have to find a new one now, but I did well in picking you. I think, a red haired beauty will suit next, after all it is little red riding hood I'm after now, I did tell you about her didn't I? She was here just a few weeks ago, all those nasty ghosts and goblins, a sweet darling riding hood walking her wolf around the block. I've been watching her. I knew you wouldn't last much longer. It really is too bad. You were my favourite," He closed the lid and walked back upstairs as the doorbell chimed. He opened the door and smiled,

"Hello Mr. Lewis, I'm here for my dance lessons." The young red haired girl smiled up at the kind man, and he grinned back, wolfishly.

"Come on in my dear, let's see what we can teach you today hmm?"

He shut the door behind her and glanced once more at the six freezers in the basement before closing and locking the door.

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