fabric.

Then her stomach moved.

A tiny movement.

Small.

Impossible.

Someone gasped loudly.

I didn’t move.

Then it happened again.

I stepped forward.

“Stop everything.”

Panic exploded inside the crematorium.

One employee stumbled backward in shock. Dr. Crane whispered under his breath,

“That’s impossible…”

I grabbed the front of his collar and pulled him closer.continue reading …