Warning - tissues and hankies may be needed.
Car: Screeeeecchhhhhhhhhh!
Sasha: Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Car Driver: Oh, shit. I knew I shouldn't have had so many in the pub.
Better get out of here before anyone sees me.
*Sihtric and Rachel rush out of the house to see what's going on after hearing screeching and a yell, and move Sasha from the road to the driveway. Dolls are not like breathers, you know, you can still move a broken one
*
Rachel: Oh my God! Sasha!
Sihtric: He's not breathing!
I know how to do CPR. I learned when I was doing that nurse photoshoot last year.
I'm calling Lulu.
One, two, three, four, five...
Come on, Sasha.
I couldn't do it. We're too late.
No. He can't be gone.
*SNIFF SNIFF* Poor Sasha. I can't believe it.
*SOB SOB SOB*
Lulu! We couldn't help him. Rachel tried, but...
*SNIFF SNIFF* I feel so useless.
How can he be gone? *SNIFF*
