The living room was devoid of life, other then an advertisement for Fluffy Stay-Puff marshmallows. A talking marshmallow peddle his wares to the empty room, his only audience were the toys, couch cusions, and books that were strewn across the floor. A barbie doll, missing it's arms, stared up at Alessandra, lifeless.<br/><br/>Though her senses for the supernatural were almost non-existant, she could tell that there was something wrong...