A child's bedroom lit only by a nightlight's amber glow, the camera panning slowly across shelves of porcelain dolls with cracked faces and glass eyes. One doll sits apart on the rocking chair, head tilted at an unnatural angle, its painted eyes fixed on the empty bed. The camera pushes in as the rocking chair begins to move on its own, wood groaning softly, the doll's head rotating a fraction with each rock to track the lens. A music box on the dresser starts playing by itself, lid creaking open, the melody warping slower and lower. The camera whip-pans to the closet as the door drifts open on darkness, then back to the chair, now empty, the doll gone. A small cold handprint fogs the inside of the window. The nightlight flickers out. Chilling stillness, deep shadows, photorealistic detail, 24fps.