"And then she saw it, a distorted figure stood at the very edge of the trees. The creature turned and walked towards it, revealing a shiny muzzle. One front paw hung and the other raised up. He stared at Charlie, and she looked into his eyes - piercingly blue and shining. Once he was an agile and well-groomed pet with silver hair, and a moment later a worn metal framework, partly covered with a rubbery, transparent skin, with eyes of white bulbs. " -Charlie, The Twisted Ones.