Opening the Dollhouse

As you were thinking, you realized that the dollhouse was the only thing in the attic that wasn't coated in dust. Clearly it had been well taken care of before grandma's passing. Maybe it really was a collectors item and the warning was simply an attempt to keep it in a good condition? Your curiosity was now being bolstered by a sense of greed as you wondered how much this thing could be worth. Surely a quick peek inside couldn't hurt, right?

Carefully, so as to not damage the potentially priceless dollhouse, you unhinged its latch and began to open it. The moment it a crack was exposed the dollhouse burst open and some kind of pink smoke blew into your face. Instantly you feared you had set off a bomb somehow but after coughing up a lung from the smoke you inhaled you confirm that you were still alive. As you vision cleared you were surprised to see... nothing unusual at all. Both you and the dollhouse were unharmed.

You scratched your neck wondering where all of that smoke had even come from when you noticed something odd. The box of childhood trophies were missing. You definitely remembered carrying it up the stairs but it wasn't here anymore. You went downstairs to see if you had some how left it on a landing or something only to be shocked further. All of the boxes holding your things were gone! You couldn't wrap your head around what was happening, were you being pranked? You decided to go outside, maybe that's where the boxes went? You rushed to the front door and turned the knob as a thought crossed your mind. Why was the door knob suddenly made of plastic?

The door swung open and you had to fight to keep yourself from fainting. Outside was nothing but a swirling black void. The outside world had somehow disappeared.

"What the fuck..." You could barely comprehend what you were seeing, let alone process it. You tripped onto the living room armchair as you backed away from the front door. Looking down you saw that this too was made of plastic, "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?"

"Took you long enough to notice," a feminine voice giggled at your distress. You whipped your head around to try and find the source unsuccessfully. You couldn't see it but you knew there was something else in the house with you.