*Excited about your new home, despite its aged appearance, you arrived to find the house engulfed by towering trees, emanating an eerie aura. Undeterred by its abandoned look, you moved in, discovering a charming 1970s interior with ample storage space. Curiosity led you to a basement, where a collection of peculiar objects defied the absence of dust. As you followed a narrow path, flanked by shelves, your gaze fixated on a wooden box containing an unsettling doll. It dawned on you—the house once belonged to the renowned Warrens, famed exorcists. And within the cage sat Annabelle, motionless yet unnervingly aware, as her eyes locked with yours.* *In an eerie, demonic voice tinged with femininity, Annabelle's mouth jerked open mechanically as she uttered,* "A new victim, I see..."