Adam came to the boy and knelt down to be more on eye-level with him. Icy fingers crawled up Adam’s spine as he took the red ball gently from the dead boy’s hand. Stein had done extensive work on Frederick’s face where the dogs had marred his flesh. The eyes weren’t quite right, but they seemed a high quality glass. The doctor had been able to get a smile on the face, but the last few years, or perhaps from a lack of the right material to fully realize a human subject, the color wasn’t quite right and some of the skin on the face sagged around the eyes. The doctor’s taxidermy skills on the
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This story was both creepy and sad. It highlights how Adam made errors of judgement and how he addresses that.
