A Girl... No... An Object, Just stares back at me.
She has the figure of a human being. She acts like a human being. But she's an inhuman machine.
She has the Ability:
To Cry.
To Laugh.
To Scream.
To Shout.
To Play.
But she does nothing but stand there.
"Why do you hide? What do you hide? Why do you hide from me?"
I stand there... Asking... Staring into her eyes Reflecting "Something"... There must be something in there... Only to get Silence as my answer in return...