The Lost

Living Dead Dolls Series 8

Date of death: Unknown

chipboard poem

With dollie in tow and nowhere to go,
She waits for you under your bed.
The fear she instills, gives you the chills.
Being Lost is what we most dread.

death certificate

Not a name or a home,
She wanders alone.
Cold as the arrival of the winter's first frost,
We feel her inside,
And know we can't hide.
She is the creature only known as The Lost.

did you know

The Lost was produced in 2 versions: black dress with dollie dressed in white, and white dress with dollie dressed in black.

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