A doll that awakes with a start.
If it was having a nightmare, it can't remember.
But it's shaking. Tense. Anxious. Maybe it was a nightmare after all.
It hugs its knees, sitting up in bed.
Its witch turns toward it, stirring from sleep herself.
She pulls the doll back toward her, hugging it tightly in her sleep.
Her heartbeat is calming.