Peek Through the Crinkles

Eep! What is this crinkly stuff all over my face?! I twitched my ears, and the thin plastic rustled so loud right in my ears! Wait, I can wiggle! I can actually move! Panic, panic—no, wait, peek! I wiggled my right arm and stretched forward, giving a tiny shove against the crinkles. My hand flopped down onto the soft carpet and tapped a shiny strand of yellow plastic beads resting nearby. Clack-clack! They rolled just an inch, making the neatest little rattle. I gasped behind my wrap—I'm real, and everything makes sounds!