Episode 2: The Mysterious Baby
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As the days passed, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off about the baby. He seemed to be growing stronger by the day, and his eyes seemed to hold a malevolent intelligence that made my skin crawl.
I tried to brush off my concerns, telling myself that I was just being paranoid. But as I watched the baby, I couldn't help but feel that something was terribly wrong.
One day, as I was changing the baby's diaper, I noticed something strange. The baby's eyes seemed to be fixed on me, and I could sense a strange energy emanating from him. Suddenly, the baby's eyes flashed with an otherworldly light, and I felt a chill run down my spine.
I tried to tell myself that it was just my imagination, but deep down, I knew that something was wrong. The baby's behavior was becoming more and more erratic, and I could sense that he was not like other babies.
As the days passed, the strange occurrences around the house intensified. Doors would slam shut on their own, and I would hear whispers in the dead of night. I knew that I had to do something, but I didn't know what.
I tried to talk to my aunt about the baby's strange behavior, but she just brushed it off, telling me that I was being paranoid. But I knew what I had seen, and I knew that something was terribly wrong.
As the tension in the house grew, I began to feel like I was losing my mind. The baby's strange behavior, combined with the eerie atmosphere in the house, was taking a toll on my mental health.
I knew that I had to do something, but I didn't know what. I felt trapped, like I was living in a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from.
One night, as I was walking past the baby's room, I heard a faint whispering. It was a soft, raspy voice that seemed to be coming from the baby's direction. I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. What was going on? Was the baby somehow communicating with me?
I tried to tell myself it was just my imagination, but deep down, I knew that something was terribly wrong. The baby seemed to be growing stronger by the day, and I could sense that he was not of this world.
As I stood there, frozen with fear, I heard the whispering again. This time, it was louder, more urgent. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized that the baby was trying to tell me something. But what?
I knew that I had to get to the bottom of this mystery, no matter what it took. I was determined to uncover the truth about the baby and the strange occurrences that were happening around the house.
But as I turned to leave, I heard the baby's voice again. This time, it was loud, clear, and menacing.
"Avy," the voice said. "You can't escape me. I will always find you."
I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. What did the baby mean? Why was he talking to me like that? I knew that I had to get out of there, fast.
I turned and ran, dashing down the hallway and into the kitchen. I didn't stop until I was outside, gasping for air.
As I looked back at the house, I knew that I had to do something. I couldn't just sit back and wait for the baby to make his next move. I had to take action.
But as I stood there, trying to think of what to do next, I heard a faint whispering in my ear. It was the baby's voice, and he was laughing.
"You can't escape me, Avy," he said. "I will always find you."
I spun around, but there was no one there. The voice seemed to come from all around me, echoing off the walls.
I knew then that I was in grave danger. The baby was not just a harmless infant; he was a malevolent entity that was determined to destroy me.
And with that realization, everything went black.
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