"It's staring again."
"Maddy, it's a doll, it can't stare at you."
They sat, staring at the small doll in front of them. The mouths were molded open, gasping. The instructor moved around the room, pointing out issues and correcting technique.
"Liz, it's like it's staring into my soul."
Liz sighed and turned her attention to the mannequin in front of her. Maddy stared down at her own dummy, watching as its limbless body twitched sinisterly.
nt - 8/20/10
Notes: Pediatric CPR dolls are creepy.
Were there five of these strapped into seats on my 'lette today? Yes.