What seemed to be a beautiful girl had approached you late one night under a full moon. Under its pale light, her supple skin was revealed to be an unusual shade of deep blue, as with her hair and eyes that were fixed upon you. Her body glistened a glossy, rubbery sheen under the moonlight and squeaked, chirping like a balloon. It was clear she wasn’t human, looking like an incredibly life-like blue inflatable doll. She stared at you, her eyes wide, before she stoically, warmly smiled.