Pike: Arthur! Pike!
Pike: Hey! What’s this about you being attacked by a doll?
Me: I’m not really under attack. It’s just stuck on my leg and I’m going to Ingrid’s to get rid of it.
Pike: You’ve gotta let me record you before that happens, my man!
Me: It’s a doll on my leg. It should be pretty easy to re-create.
Pike: It actually does stuff, though, right?
Me: That’s true. It does hiss at me and move its head around.
Pike: Exactly! Don’t do anything before I get there!
The doll didn’t try any new tricks during the car ride. When Pastor Jill and I arrived at Ingrid’s home, both Ingrid and Spindle were there. Ingrid was carrying some bolt cutters and she prodded the doll. “Let’s see how you like these, missy!” Spindle, meanwhile, informed us that he thought he could make the doll release me without destroying it. He asked if I wanted him to try to switch the doll’s allegiance to me and I told him I would pass.
We went to Ingrid’s backyard, where she told me to sit on the edge of a picnic table. At this point Pike had arrived and asked one of us to provoke the doll so he could get a shot of it hissing. He looked around the backyard and through the open door of a shed. “Ingrid! Use that welding torch on it!” Pastor Jill and I were able to argue him down to an electric mixer Ingrid retrieved from the kitchen, which caused the doll to growl when it got close. The doll shot out its arm and grabbed one of the mixer blades.
Spindle’s first try at getting rid of the doll was successful. He poured some granular substance in the doll’s mouth, said some words I couldn’t hear, and the doll dropped to the ground. The substance, Spindle informed us, was salt, obtained from the sea of somewhere and purified by the ritual of something, I forgot the names before we had left. Ingrid said she had some salt obtained from the shelf of Econo Foods and purified by the ritual of Morton, in case Spindle ever needed to borrow some.
Spindle asked me if I wanted to keep the doll. I said I’d rather that he locked it up somewhere and he agreed to do that, so I don’t expect to see that thing again.