I stared at the doll and then I noticed - this doll looked so much like what the clown heads changed into. I tried to lean on the wall again, hoping that the trap door would work, but it didn’t. AJ started punching the wall trying to help me. But the wall wouldn’t budge, as if the trap door didn’t really exist. The floating clown heads and the headless bodies started to materialize inside the room; surrounding me and AJ. All of them laughed crazily with the doll. AJ fainted, and I was starting to pass out too. We’re dead meat.