Date of Death: 5/27/40

Favorite Scent: Lavendar

Nightcap: Chamomile tea with curdled milk

Dream Occupation: Sleep therapist

Favorite place to nap: Floating on black clouds of pollution

Lullaby: Comforted by the moans caused by horrible nightmares

Sheldon has spent a lifetime of trudging through the darkness in the hopes of finding something more. Restless and groggy he roams past the bedrooms of sleeping children. He searches for his special resting spot, looking to find a companion to hold him tight and tell him he is loved. Loneliness is so tiring it can drive one insane.

he comes in a display box.