Beatrix
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Discovery Notes
1947 — Closed storefront, “Beatrix’s Bakes,” Savannah, Georgia
Warning Issued
If you choose to keep Beatrix: Never place her in a kitchen or dining area. Keep flour, sugar, and eggs out of her line of sight. Once a month, sprinkle salt in a circle around her base to “cool the ovens.” If you find fingerprints in flour or smell cinnamon when none was used, say aloud: “The kitchen is closed.” Do not eat any food baked in your home for twenty-four hours afterward.
Last Known Account
Locals remembered the smell first — sugar and ash, rising from the abandoned bakery long after it had been condemned. “Beatrix’s Bakes” had once been the pride of the neighborhood, run by a quiet woman known for her perfect pastries and strange hours. She always baked alone, and no one ever saw her dispose of her leftovers.
When the shop was finally shuttered after reports of disappearances, investigators found trays of biscuits shaped like hands, tiny sugared teeth pressed into the dough, and a porcelain doll seated neatly on the counter, wearing a chef’s cap dusted with flour. Her
mouth was fixed in a tight grin — and her apron, though brittle with age, smelled faintly of caramelized flesh.
The owner’s body was never found, but locals whispered that she had poured her essence into the doll to keep her “business” alive. Over the years, collectors who acquired Beatrix reported strange phenomena:
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The smell of fresh baking wafting from locked cabinets.
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Dough rising on its own, spelling words across its surface.
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Ovens preheating without power.