"And this is my friend, which I haven't given a name." Jane motioned towards the plastic bear on her desk, getting strange looks from Laura. "That's just a plastic bear that used to have animal crackers in it, it can't be your friend Jane. I think you might be going crazy if you think that." Jane picked up the bear and moved it closer to Laura, looking a little upset. "Aw, what? This is my friend, Laura! For a few years, too!" Laura pushes the bear away, causing Jane to gently pet the plastic container. "You're a meanie, Laura! You have your weird friends, why can't I have mine?" Jane sets the bear back down, while Laura rolls her eyes. "Whatever, I don't care." Jane somewhat pouts, turning towards the door. "Don't touch anything, Laura." With those words, Jane left the room and Laura. " 'Don't touch anything, Laura.' Watch me, Jane." Laura casually goes to grab the bear, but screams in horror soon afterwards. The plastic bear has, somehow, opened it's mouth and bit into her hand, quickly ripping her fingers right off on the spot. Laura screams more, tears streaming down her face and blood splattering all over the desk and inside the plastic bear. Jane walks into the room again, noticing the blood and the fingers inside the bear. "I told you not to touch anything, Laura. I was going to feed my friend later, but I guess that will do for now." Laura quickly sprinted out of the room, speeding outside of the house as fast as she could. Jane gently reaches over and pets her container, smiling softly. "Good bear."