Well-sharpened incisors pressed gently against full red lips. She grinned as I stared at her, her teeth perfectly white. It was a woman, of course, with flowing blonde hair, golden skin, and devilishly dark eyes.
It took a minute before my eyes laid on the figure standing in front of it. As my eyes flickered open, the girlish bedroom came into view - the dolls house, the tea party set, and the big box of dress ups against the back wall. Asleep in bed, my scrawny body bundled up in many thick blankets, I didn't notice anything until I felt a hauntingly cool breeze skim across the nape of my neck.
