lying awake, the middle of the night, sleepless. In a bedroom that seems vaugley familiar, possibly from my childhood. There's a constant ringing in my ear, a drone coming from somewhere outside. Walking around the house, the lights stop working. I come back to my room, it's now covered in stuff. head to toe in junk. I lie back down and try to get some sleep. Looking out the blinds, two life size scarecrow-like dolls have been placed in the front yard. Facing the road, one has long red wollen hair and the other blue. They stay still, unmoving. Suddenly, four life like dolls move briskly to the window, buttons sewn on their eyes. They're smiling and laughing, tapping on the windows.