Manikin Sacrifice: Horror/Fantasy

Acceptance is headier than the finest of wines. He knew it, and yet he felt the sweet sway of its influence soaking into him as he basked in the approval of those who considered themselves to be his peers, or even his superiors. It had only taken a small matter of the child lying before him, bleeding its life out, to make them take him as one of theirs. He kept a close eye on the "child." The manikin he'd formed did not squirm any more, and the blood was beginning to pulse less dramatically. If a real child were lying slain at his feet, its skin should have paled more than the manikin--which had remained the same pink shade that he'd chosen when he created it. He filed away the note in case he should ever--

Inspiration: Getting accepted into iStockPhoto
Story Potential: High.
Notes: I like the infiltration idea. Not something that is explored much.