An absolutely horrifying otherworldly voice whispered over the radio. It sounded drawn out and horrible like it was being gasped across some kind of great abyss.

That thing... it's not a doll.
But it's not my daughter either.
I have to kill it...
Just like my daughter did...
Made her kill...
For the ritual...
It has to die...
Its arms...
Its head...
Where did I hide them...?