Her Dream
The baby was crying...Shay heard her, but couldn't wake herself from the fog. Where was the nanny, she wondered...the baby shouldn't cry so long.
Pulling herself from her sleep induced haze, she looked around and saw Mathias was gone. Sitting up in bed, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, and gave herself a mental shaking.
'Nanny! Nanny, why aren't you attending the baby?'
Shay stood up and wandered towards their daughter's room, and the crying ceased.
How odd, Shay thought...there was no light coming from the baby's room, and yet she wouldn't have just stopped crying of her own accord. Being only a few months old, Shay knew her cries were only triggered by discomfort. Other than that, the baby was perfect, and Shay smiled to think how lucky she and Mathias had been to come by her.
As she entered their daughter's room, she flipped the light switch...and screamed.
A sight so horrific she'd never encountered in her life.
Lying dead on the floor, her throat torn out, and only spots of blood showing on her clothing, was the nanny. A silent, tortured scream on her lips, and dead, sightless eyes focused on heaven.
But even worse, and the reason for Shay's scream, was the sight of her bluish white baby in the arms of Ellis, and a grin of contentment on the face of evil.
Jerking upright in the seat, Shay heard her stop announced, and breathed deeply as she tried to calm her taught and fraying nerves. Thankful it had only been a nightmare, there was still a strong pall of foreboding hanging over her .
Gathering up her things, she departed the train, and headed for the subway.