There are eyes looking at you out of those pictures. The smiling perfect family in the unwrapped photo frame, the cheerful child beaming at her math homework on the math book, the laughing women running through a field of sunlight on that brochure you picked up. There are creatures that slide their souls into perfect images and live in a flattened world. They watch us, their perfect teeth gleaming in perfect smiles, their perfect eyes following our movements. And they lure us