Now, for a kid who was only nine years old, Craig had seen a lot. He’d seen a girl from another dimension, a giant crayfish, and a kid from the year 3030. Today, he found himself seeing something he had never seen before: a giant, lifesized lady who was bent over, like she’d been stuck in the middle of a ballerina’s bend. “Woah... who would leave such a huge doll like this in the middle of the Creek?” Craig wondered as he made a slow circle around the doll, marveling at its joints and how the skin almost looked like it was real. Once he reached her back, it was impossible to ignore the huge turn key sticking out between her shoulder blades. The image of Deltron passed through his mind, immediately bringing with it a realization. “I bet it just needs to be started up! Let’s see, righty tighty, lefty loosey...” Grabbing the key with both hands, he began to crank it, hoping it wouldn’t hurt the doll in the process.