Hedy's imaginary friend looks just like in the drawing, but less scary.
Still, Hedy screams her head off.
"What on earth are you screaming about, at one o'clock in the morning?" Helle bursts in, her ratty quilted dressing gown falling off her shoulders in her haste.
She stops in horror when she sees Atty. Atty glares at her, warningly.
"W- what the hell?" She whispers.
Atty leans down and in one bite Helle's head is gone.