Davis' pov

The guard sat me down, and a few minutes later, two men in white jumpsuits came into the office and told me to go with them, I realized the guard called a mental hospital.

(Time skip two hours later)

"Davis, you know what you were seeing was complete fiction." said Doctor of who's office I was in Dr.Fitzgearld was explaining to me about the girl.

"It wasn't I saw all Four of them moving," I said, trying to reason with him.

"Four? Sir, I checked with the museum, and that display only has one doll in the dollhouse" Dr.Fitzgearld said calmly.
He continued,
"So where did the other three come from?" he asked me writing something down.
I started thinking about it and remembered where the other three came from.
"Well, the milkman came in from the hallway, the friend lived next door, and, " I said, trying to remember where the horrible man came from.
"And what?" said Dr.Fitzgearld.
"The man came from the elevator," I said remembering that old elevator.
Dr.Fitzgearld just sighed wrote something down and looked at me in disappointment.
"Davis, you know that the elevator in the house is painted on." he said, adjusting his pale glasses.

Then for some reason, he smiled and said,
"You want to see her." I saw taken aback by this and replied yes, and he pulled a small box from his desk and pulled out the little lady, inanimate in the dusting position I found her in the first time I saw her.
I held her carefully and looked at her, and Dr.Fitzgearld said,
"What your holding is a price of wood, a beautifully carved piece of wood." he said it Sympathetically at me.
After five minutes he had to take the doll back to the museum.

(Time skip two months)
Bryan's pov
Jon invited me over to his place to welcome back Davis from his 'Therapy.' frankly, he needed it.

It was the middle of it when I noticed, Davis wasn't there. He was gone.
"Wheres Davis?" I asked jon and Michael.
They both looked confused and worried when I said that and they started looking for him and I started a call.
To the museum, I found him before he went ballistic.

After the call, I found out they were closed tonight, and I had a theory about what happened.
I told jon, and he called the therapist.

We went to the museum and started to look for Davis,

I looked in the 50s section where I always found him.
I found the lights in the dollhouse on, and I looked in and found, A little figure I didn't see before it was............. Davis the same size as the other doll.

When I saw it, I just smiled and walked away from the house; he should be happy with his new life.

"They never found Davis, because Bryan didn't tell them what he saw in the glass case. He knew what they'd say, and he knew they'd be right too, because seeing is not always believing. Especially if what you see happens to be an odd corner of The Twilight Zone."