The remaining mass is a big, doughy puff. There are vaguely human characteristics, such as nipples and a little pink pucker, a belly button and two nostrils, but most everything else seems to have melted into the dough or vanished inside it. A gaping hole opens in the middle of its primary fold. The wrinkle let's a pink, fleshy protusion out that jets around curiously. It darts in and out a few times before licking it's surroundings. The two holes above it snort, and a ways above them, two more slits open. Lashes flutter, moistening with tears. Dilated, bloodshot eyes open and roll around in confusion. Low, persistent whimpers sound, similar to those a wounded animal might make. A few end in high pitches whines. The creature is alive and in apparent distress. Five bumps emerge around the vertical circumference of the mass, surrounding the middle 'face' area. They wiggle- two mounds once hands, two mounds once feet, and the last sits in between the former feet, right above that aforementioned pucker.
Suddenly, the darkness disperses. A savior? Someone had opened the kid to the dryer. Who might it be?