Baby dolls

Date: 9/11/2017

The dream went along like a movie, it followed daily life somewhere in asia up until the first death. A baby doll was holding a big and a small ring, one was his and one was its victim as he watched peoples hands while they walked by to see who was his next. After the intro, the dream really began. I was with my moms side of the family as we were going to a Chinese restaurant and i saw one of the chefs pacing around outside, he looked worried and for some reason looked like space dandy. As we were seated he went back in, and the time our food came there was a horrible scream. An assistant yelled "he's dead!" As everyone panicked and that's when i saw it; the doll was staring at me through an air vent, with pale skin and big eyes surrounded by black markings. It was creepy so i looked away, but i couldn't help but feel as if it were watching me still. The waitress gave us boxes and we went to my grandmas house as I had started feeling sick, and when i was ready to go i had that bad feeling again; the doll was standing outside in the dark. My grandma told me i should stay and sleep so i did, and early in the morning there was a crash. Though unrelated as if the crash hadn't happened, my grandma told me my cousin was coming over and that they came in two cars and were fighting. I looked outside and saw the crash, then in my cousins car the doll was there. I asked my dad to pick me up and the dream cut. I was in a room where they tried to solve murder cases and it was about the Chinese chef. I told them what i knew since i wanted to be helpful to their conversation and as i was the lights went out and i saw it in the door window. My dream jumped around but i remember something about going into a house with blood everywhere and the baby stood in front of me and i woke up. I was afraid and didn't want to look around in fear that the doll was real, but i checked the time and went outside and i still feel haunted. Next time i won't look at gifs at night and stare at baby face from stray cat crossing