Well, the Human took me on a ghost hunt. Of course, first she had to put me in the trunk so when she picked up one of the team, he got to be indoctrinated into the "open the trunk and find Dale" club.
I'm telling you the town of Tombstone, Arizona is one freaky place. I didn't like the feel or smell of it. It was all wrong. Dolls know these things. We're sensitives. What? You don't believe me? It's true! We pick up on all kind of bad mojo and that Birdcage Theater was filled to the brim.
The Human left me all alone by the damned hearse. You can't imagine the sounds that thing made all night long! Even the humans were commenting on it, but still they left me there. And, let me tell you something, I don't like being bait. They dared ghosts to move me!
I managed to survive the investigation, but I did see and hear things the others couldn't. If those humans could, they sure as hell would have ran like babies from the place! See, being a doll has its advantages. We can't be held guilty for not telling them the dangers because we're not supposed to talk.
I have no idea where the Human will take me next, but it better sure as hell not be a haunted doll museum. Now, that would scare the polyfill stuffing out me!