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No one could explain it. But what Ethan noticed next made his blood run cold. Zaarina's hair — which had only ever reached her neck — had grown longer. It now touched her shoulders. And the colour had changed too. The jet-black had shifted to a brownish tone, almost like real human hair, even beginning to split at the ends. When Ethan told his parents, they dismissed it as grief playing tricks on his mind. His mother took a pair of scissors and cut the doll's hair back to its original length. It