A girl and her doll, Part Two

The next morning, Karen woke up to the delicious smell of fresh blueberry pancakes; her favourite! Sniffing the air, she wondered if what had happened the night before had been a dream, but the aroma overcame her and reasoned with herself that further investigation could wait until after breakfast.

After breakfast and getting dressed, she went back outside to under the tree and began to dig. After a few minutes, Karen found something buried under with the roots, but it sure wasn’t a doll. Buried under the ground was the girl from the night before…or, at least, her head…

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