Jane: "Wait, what is this place?" Sam: "It's a bunker my dad built during the Cold War. He wanted to be prepared for anything." Jane: "Whoa, that's impressive. But why keep it a secret?" Sam: "He didn't want anyone to know about it. Not even me until he passed away." Jane: "I'm sorry, Sam. That must have been really tough." Sam: "It was. But he left me this place, and I thought it could be a cool hangout spot. You're the first person I've brought down here." Jane: "I feel honored. Hey, what's that?" Sam: "What?" Jane: "That doll over there. It looks like it's from the 1950s." Sam: "Oh, that thing. Yeah, my dad bought it at an antique store. Creepy, I know." Doll: "Hello friends. Would you like to play with me?" Jane: "What the- did that doll just talk?" Sam: "Uh, no. That's just a vintage toy. It's probably just programmed to say a few things." Doll: "I said, would you like to play with me?" Jane: "Yeah, no thanks." Doll: "But we can have so much fun together. Just like in the good old days." Sam: "Okay, that's enough. Let's go. The doll is freaking me out." Doll: "Wait, don't go. I have something important to tell you." Jane: "What could a doll possibly have to say?" Doll: "Your friend Sam is in grave danger. You must leave this place at once." Sam: "What?" Jane: "How could a doll know that?" Doll: "I have been programmed to detect danger. Please, go now. I beg of you." Sam: "Let's listen to the doll, Jane. We need to get out of here." Jane: "Okay, okay. Let's go." Doll: "Goodbye, friends. Be safe."