My grandson was going to go absolutely wild over that feature.
I touched the remote in my pocket.
Perhaps I’d had enough fun.
Then I remembered being told that even my breathing was unbearable.
I pressed the button.
Two blood-red eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness.
The woman turned her head.
For two glorious seconds, she didn’t make a sound.
Then she unleashed a scream so loud I thought the pilot might hear it through the cockpit door.
“It’s looking at me!”
The entire cabin erupted.
A sleeping passenger jolted upright, knocking his pillow onto the floor. Someone dropped their phone, while another man struggled to untangle himself from his blanket.
“What’s happening? Are we landing?!” someone shouted.
Meanwhile, my former seatmate had pressed herself against the window, pointing a trembling finger at the doll.
“Its eyes! They were red! I saw them!”
Naturally, I’d already released the button.
