And bleached skulls stared blandly up at them - cattle, coyotes, deer, rabbits.

A human skull, wonderfully executed in the furlike scales, stares from the back of the moth.

It skull stared at him out of empty eye sockets.

Six grinning skulls and one headless bony set of shoulders stared back up at him.

An empty-eyed skull stared past me from the shadows at the base of a column.

Two human skulls, muck up to their nose openings, stared through empty eye sockets.

The first skull stared at him as he reached over the two adult bodies, grabbed the child's skeleton and pulled it across to himself.

The strange skull stared at him with its shrunken eyes.

What if I walked into my room and the disgusting gray skull with the bulging eyeballs was staring at me from my bed?

Her skull, it stared at me.