The Glitter Man

Hannah Matthew's smooth, olive skin turned pasty, white, and flat. It pulled tightly over her frame, leaving behind a flawless but unnatural finish that closely resembled a mannequin's. She reached up to touch her face, but her arm locked at the elbow, freezing her limb away from her side at a ninety-degree angle. It lodged squarely, refusing to move any further. She tried to speak but no words would form. A cheesy smile had welded itself onto her lips, one that would lead any passer-by to bel