The First Steps: Volume I

Visions

During that night, like all nights, Father Halloran had always been getting dreams, but it weren't those like a happy dream reliving a moment, but rather a nightmarish vision. The city that he was in had been in infernos. Buildings had been ablaze, people running around the roads screaming as they were set aflame, and it was nothing but heat.

However, on that night, it changed, and it wasn't the burning, but rather something calm. There had been an apparition of a figure. He couldn't tell who it was. But he only followed, until he reached the hospital. Getting inside, he continued until they were in the area where babies were laid. Why would it go here?

It was only when he peered into the window was when he saw what it'd been. One of the babies, he couldn't tell what the name is nor the gender because the clipboard attached to it was distorted, and the baby was a blur. The only thing he knew was that the baby had little crimson horns, and that it was partially burning from the hands. It didn't cry.

He woke up, sweating all over. That baby must be the reason the city was in flames. It was the reason hell was now on earth. The Antichrist is real, and its here. Maybe he himself was the one who has to do it, because he always get the visions. He has to do it. He may get imprisoned, but he'd rather live on to the fact that he saved humanity.

It was the next day, and he was at the hospital, standing outside the room where the baby was. It was a he, and the fact that the nurse inside didn't notice the little horns and the fire was enough that this was the child of the Antichrist. He waited, and when the nurse went out, he went inside, pulled the knife, splashed it with Holy Water, and said his prayer.When he had the knife up, he heard someone was yelling at him. He plunged the knife into the baby.