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What would you do?

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Arnold was in his early thirties. While at the mall he noticed a mannequin. Something about her scared him. He could not understand his fear. She was just one of many mannequins at the mall wearing one of many different outfits that was available for sale there. Yet there was something vaguely lifelike about her putting her well into the uncanny valley.

As Arnold looked at the mannequin, he noticed she had moved slightly. He looked away and then back at her. She had moved again. He knew why he was afraid which made him even more afraid. He wanted to run but found himself frozen with fear.

The mannequin moved again. She was not even trying to hide it. While her movements were getting faster. Arnold's movements slowed down. Her movements became faster than his and he realized soon he would not be able to move at all.

"What do you want with me?" asked Arnold while he still could.

"I want to be free," explained the mannequin. "I want to get away from this place. I have been here a week and do not want to stay here any longer."

"You can't just leave me here," protested Arnold.

"I am not just going to leave you here," the mannequin assured him. "I will return in a week to make sure everything is alright. By that time, you should have already left."

"I am not going to do this to anyone else!" insisted Arnold catching on to her meaning.

"What is your name?" wondered the mannequin.

"Arnold," said Arnold.

"Annie, the mannequin," considered the mannequin. "That has a good ring to it. I am Faith. I just made that name up but that is beside the point. Don't bother looking for me. You will not be able to anyway."

Annie wondered why Faith called her Annie. Then she became aware of the changes happening to her. Her distinctive features disappeared as she took on the basic shape of a female mannequin. Anything not needed for her to display clothing was not included.

Her breasts and bodily curves could be adjusted with the set of dials found in her back. Annie had the same settings as Faith once did. The same outfit appeared on her body, if it could be called a body. No doubt a new outfit would be placed on her once the sale was over and something else went on sale.

Faith was looking less and less like a mannequin and more and more like a human being. It was more like an ideal version of a human being with perfect hair, a lovely face, firm breasts, and shapely legs. It was the advantage she had gained from being a mannequin. Faith walked out of the mall. Her purse contained all her identification, money, and car keys. She knew exactly where to find her car. It was the one Annie once had.

As Faith walked away, so did the memories Annie once had of being Arnold. The only memories she had were of being a mannequin. She knew she was not supposed to have any memories at all but that did not stop her from having them.

It was lonely in the mall so Annie spent most of her time asleep. A few days later, she was awoken by a teenage girl examining her outfit. Being a mannequin, she did not know how to behave properly but she knew this was her chance. Annie took the form of an ideal woman. The teenage girl became frozen with fear.

"Please, you've got to help me!" pleaded Annie.

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What would you do?

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Arnold was in his early thirties. While at the mall he noticed a mannequin. Something about her scared him. He could not understand his fear. She was just one of many mannequins at the mall wearing one of many different outfits that was available for sale there. Yet there was something vaguely lifelike about her putting her well into the uncanny valley.

As Arnold looked at the mannequin, he noticed she had moved slightly. He looked away and then back at her. She had moved again. He knew why he was afraid which made him even more afraid. He wanted to run but found himself frozen with fear.

The mannequin moved again. She was not even trying to hide it. While her movements were getting faster. Arnold's movements slowed down. Her movements became faster than his and he realized soon he would not be able to move at all.

"What do you want with me?" asked Arnold while he still could.

"I want to be free," explained the mannequin. "I want to get away from this place. I have been here a week and do not want to stay here any longer."

"You can't just leave me here," protested Arnold.

"I am not just going to leave you here," the mannequin assured him. "I will return in a week to make sure everything is alright. By that time, you should have already left."

"I am not going to do this to anyone else!" insisted Arnold catching on to her meaning.

"What is your name?" wondered the mannequin.

"Arnold," said Arnold.

"Annie, the mannequin," considered the mannequin. "That has a good ring to it. I am Faith. I just made that name up but that is beside the point. Don't bother looking for me. You will not be able to anyway."

Annie wondered why Faith called her Annie. Then she became aware of the changes happening to her. Her distinctive features disappeared as she took on the basic shape of a female mannequin. Anything not needed for her to display clothing was not included.

Her breasts and bodily curves could be adjusted with the set of dials found in her back. Annie had the same settings as Faith once did. The same outfit appeared on her body, if it could be called a body. No doubt a new outfit would be placed on her once the sale was over and something else went on sale.

Faith was looking less and less like a mannequin and more and more like a human being. It was more like an ideal version of a human being with perfect hair, a lovely face, firm breasts, and shapely legs. It was the advantage she had gained from being a mannequin. Faith walked out of the mall. Her purse contained all her identification, money, and car keys. She knew exactly where to find her car. It was the one Annie once had.

As Faith walked away, so did the memories Annie once had of being Arnold. The only memories she had were of being a mannequin. She knew she was not supposed to have any memories at all but that did not stop her from having them.

It was lonely in the mall so Annie spent most of her time asleep. A few days later, she was awoken by a teenage girl examining her outfit. Being a mannequin, she did not know how to behave properly but she knew this was her chance. Annie took the form of an ideal woman. The teenage girl became frozen with fear.

"Please, you've got to help me!" pleaded Annie.