Rebirth

...Reaper of Paradise...

3rd Person Mode

"Well, gentlemen," said the doctor over the surgery table, "we've done all we can do," he continued, wiping his bloodied hands over his brow. "All we can do now is sit and wait.."

"So, what of the girl, Unique?" asked a young doctor, who stepped into the office of one of the surgeons who performed Unique's surgery.

He shook his head. "We couldn't save her, but miraculously, the baby survived."

"But the baby was six months premature, was it not?"

"Yes, but it's having no trouble at all breathing, nor moving. It's functioning as though he were still locked away in his mother's womb."

"But the Du'shat girl didn't survive?"

"I'm afraid not," said the doctor sadly.

"What a shame. Do you know who the father is?"

"I haven't a clue, and I've taken samples from several people as suspects, but they don't seem to match."

"Do you think anyone who was killed in the fire was the father?"

"Could be a possibility, but I'm not so sure. They're far too decayed to be able to tell."

"Are there any relatives of Unique's that could take the baby into their care?"

"Unique was a foster child. Her adopted parents were found several months ago, burned to death, as their car, right outside of the town of Silent Hill."

"Who was her real family?"

"Are you ready for this one? She belonged to the Gillespie family."

"Poor girl. She was led along in a curse."

"But the curse has been broken. Maybe she will find repentance in Heaven."

"I doubt it," said the young doctor. "I'd wagger that the entire family goes to Hell."

"Andrew! That's rather unnecessary," snapped the older doctor.

"But it's true. Dahlia has been trying to perform a ritual for at least thirty years as to where she can rebirth God. She was insane. She tried to drag the rest of the family into the same matter."

"But still, it's harsh to curse on anyone grave that they be sent to Hell."

"You're right. What happened was their business. Right now, we need to find someone who will care for the baby."

"What should we name him, and where should he go?"

"We'll care for him until he's out of danger," said the young doctor as he stood, "but I have other business to attend to." He headed for the door, and closed it as he headed out.

Several days later, a funeral was held for Unique Du'shat, but she no longer had any relatives to visit her. Her body was cremated, as her family before, ironically with the locket around her neck that held her only chance of survival...