Haunted: Dead Or Alive Part 2 Of 3

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The hospital room held three people.

A beautiful, very woman was laying in a bed. She looked exhausted and soaked from perspiration, her wet hair stuck all about her smiling face. In her arms was a silent baby. The deepest feeling of love was evident in her eyes as she gazed at the child.

"I can't believe the birth was painless," a standing man said, also smiling at the newborn. "She didn't even cry! But she's healthy."

"She's a blessing," the young lady said, not taking her eyes away from the child. "Our child is a sweet blessing. A true miracle."

The man nodded.

The baby didn't smile. She didn't make a single sound. Her eyes had been on her mother since she had been given to her. For the first time, the baby stared at her father. There was a stern look in her young, unblinking eyes. She almost seemed conscious of what was going on in a strange way.

"I think she wants you to hold her," the woman said, smiling at the man.

The man chuckled. "Well, if it's alright with you, sweetheart." He reached out towards the baby.

The baby's blue eyes never left her father's face as he took her from her mother and held her in his arms, grinning sweetly at his daughter. "Hi, Sabrina," he said gently. "I'm your father." He rocked her gently, then lightly tickled her stomach.

Sabrina stared at her father silently. She didn't laugh at the light poking of her stomach. She didn't cry. She didn't make any noises or movements whatsoever. She continued to not even blink.

The man kissed Sabrina on the forehead.

Sabrina closed her eyes as her father's lips touched her, and she opened her eyes once the man's mouth was removed from her face.

The man looked to the woman who laid smiling in bed, watching them adoringly. "She sure is a quiet baby," he commented.

"Are you complaining?" the woman laughed.

They both laughed at this together, Sabrina continuing to stare silently at her father.

"Roooooommm! VRRRROOOOOOOMMM! Here comes the airplaaaaane!" Sabrina's mother made airplane noises as she flew a spoon filled with baby food in the air.

Sabrina laughed and stared at the spoon as it flew around in her mother's hand. As the spoon came closer to her mouth, she opened her mouth obediently and ate it.

Her mother laughed and scooped more baby food out and flew it around, continuing their game.

Sabrina started getting impatient and was bouncing excitedly in her seat, making a pleading noise with her mother to give her the food.

Her mother finally swooped the spoon down low into Sabrina's eager mouth. She then scooped up another spoonful and started her airplane game again with Sabrina. "Open wide, Sabrina! Here comes the airplane for landi-" Sabrina's mother's face became taken over by confusion and she turned to her hand. It had just suddenly stopped in mid air. "What??" Her hand wouldn't move! She seemed to be struggling with something that was holding her hand still. Something she couldn't see!

Sabrina's father walked into the kitchen and smiled at Sabrina and her mother. "What are you doing, hon?" he asked lightly.

"My hand!" she exclaimed in a panic. "Help me! What's going on?!"

"Huh?" the father replied, confused. "What's wrong?"

"I can't move my hand!!" the mother shouted frantically. "What's going on??!" Suddenly, her hand moved towards Sabrina.

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