For a few moments Alice thought she was walking somewhere that she had seen before, but never set foot around in her life. There were long corridors polished to a high gleam and orderlies and nurses pushing carts to other rooms. Alice kept walking forward as strong sunlight blazed in through the windows.

She then over heard talking, pausing for a second she stopped and looked in through a doorway.

Inside were a bunch of people all sitting in a circle. Three were adults, two she recognized. One was Dr. Sims, and the other Dr. Gordon. A lovely looking woman sat between them with wide sparking brown eyes and a kind face. It seemed as if there were talking but she couldn't hear the words escape their mouths.

There were so many kids…then she saw.

Kristen, Joey, and Kincaid.

They all looked a little different and much younger, all sitting around different spots in the room.

She watched them as everything played out in slow motion, then the sound came that made her heart freeze inside her chest.

The sound of claws scraping against metal pipes.

She stopped and heard them get louder when…

"Alice?"

Alice fluttered her eyes open and found herself laying in a hospital bed, confused and a little scared she sat up and felt dizzy. Debbie and her father were there, looking very worried. She saw a middle aged doctor holding her chart and standing at the foot of the bed.

"Take it easy hon, lay back."

Debbie helped her as she looked around the room.

"Where am I?"

"Your in the hospital Alice…do you remember getting here?"

Alice took a second and shook her head.

"No, I just remember feeling sick at work, what happened."

Debbie stroked the side of her face trying to calm her as the doctor glanced down at her charts and looked at her father.

"These sorts of weak spells aren't entirely uncommon. Many women have them in the first few weeks. Especially if their on their feet a lot."

Alice stopped.

"What?"

Debbie, the doctor, and her father all eyed each other. Alice then started getting scared as her heart raced in her chest.

"What's wrong…what's wrong with me?"

Debbie looked up at the other men biting down on her lower lip and looked Alice in the eyes. She could feel herself getting hysterical.

"Your pregnant Alice."

Alice sat there stunned.

"What?"

Debbie looked up at the doctor who cleared his throat.

"Just for routine observation I would like if you could spend the night, make sure you're as comfortable as possible."

Dr. Moore looked down at Alice, and gave an uneasy look before putting her chart under his arm.

"Mr. Johnson if you please, I would like to talk to you outside and let your daughter get some sleep."

Alice's father nodded and went over to her.

"I'll see you in the morning honey, get some rest."

Her father kissed her on the cheek, looking more worried then he ever did before and walked out with the doctor. She leaned against Debbie feeling empty.

Alice watched as Dr. Moore and her father walked out in the hallway. She watched through the window as they headed down the hall together.

"What he must think of me?"

Alice thought, knowing her father was trying to change for the best for the two of them, and here it was…something she wouldn't of even thought of before. Was he angry? Disappointed? Or just knew this would be something Alice would do…screw up. How could this of happened? No…she was to young, Joey was to…it only happened once, how could they of done this together? No it wasn't right…Joey was dead, it was all a lie.

Once they were alone, Debbie sat closer to Alice on the bed and used her hands to wipe away her thin stranded tears. Debbie really had no one to look out for her in life, and it seemed now Alice really was the one and only last friend she really felt close with. Both understood as unbelievable as it all were what was really happening. They were all that was left and they knew no one else would understand. They worked together as a team and looked out for one another…and treated each other like sisters.

Two whole months had past and it really did seem as if it were all over. As much as she really didn't want to trust this Dr. Gordon, she knew he really was keeping the two of them living supplying them with those pills. No one else had died and as painful as it was they started to slowly start to move on with their life's. If they didn't dream no one else would die.

What Alice just heard came as a great shock, no teenage girl ever wanted to year those two words. Looking at Alice she knew how fragile and unstable her mind was after she had lost everyone. Before she was just Rick's sister…the shy little day dreamer who stayed in the shadows and gave a weak smile every once in a while. Now after everything that had happened she noticed a great change in Alice. She was right after almost every death she had changed…both inside and out. She was getting stronger. Both were smart about taking these pills…at this point they were helpless and had no idea how to fight this thing. It seemed as if hiding was the only way. Alice had cared for Joey, sure they only really knew each other for a few weeks tops…but from all the stories she heard Joey had fought thing monster before, and seemed to be Alice's only hope. As much as Debbie thought about it she knew after everything that had happened Alice was now stuck almost in a frozen state.

She had lost everything and tried her best to keep herself from bringing anyone else to die. But now as terrified and weak as she seemed Debbie knew a million thoughts and fears would be rushing through her head. She was still a little girl…but at the same time stronger then anyone else.

"Joey…he's the father isn't he?"

Alice looked down at her hands ashamed.

"I only did it once…"

Debbie tried to smile and started rubbing her back.

"That's all it takes honey…when was it?"

Alice looked up, trying her best to hold back the tears as she remembered. She remembered that night as if it were yesterday. How scared she was, and how holding onto Joey was the only thing she could think of. Alice clutched to Debbie in a desperate embrace and began to sob.

"Before…before he died."

"Did you use anything?"

Alice shook her head.

"I didn't know…"

Debbie kissed Alice's head, knowing that at this exact moment she had really no idea on what was going to happen next. She wasn't even eighteen and pregnant. The father, a so called crazed teen who had been dead for almost two or so months now.

Crying Alice laid down beside Debbie, everything hitting her at once.

"Shhh…get some sleep."

It took Alice a while to really drift off, her stomach turning in and out of knots as she kept thinking of Joey, and how this had all happened to her. Thinking back she didn't know if this was all some dream, somehow the pills couldn't stop as she remembered thinking of Western Hills. Was it because she missed him so much?

With tears still on her face she slowly fell asleep with Debbie watching her.

Alice really didn't want to sleep…in fact that was the last thing she wanted to do just then, Tossing and turning the whole night anytime she felt close to opening her eyes the sick feeling of what she had been told kept hitting her. Finally when she did open her eyes she found it was early dawn. The hospital was peaceful and still almost sleeping itself, Debbie was gone now and she found herself laying in her bed all alone with fresh tears rolling down her face. Long shadows of hospital equipment seemed to be thrown off in different directions, making her feel very small.

It reminded her of those night she stayed up all night during the spring, scared but at the same time thankful she was awake to watch the beautiful sun rise as the blue and casted cool colored danced across the sky. Back when she felt as if she were the only person on the earth.

Blinking she wiped her tears again and then looked beside her bed.

There stood a boy, who looked around four or five.

Alice almost scared being caught off suspire like that she took a deep breath and looked at the small boy. She noticed he was frail, a pale sad sorrow filled face and wide sparking blue eyes, close to tears. Alice had no idea how he got here, almost startled…then seeing how small he was she looked him up and down feeling a little odd. Alice for no reason at all smiled a little, she liked little kids and knew most likely the boy had wandered off the children's wing and heard her crying in her sleep.

"Hello."

They gazed at each other for a moment.

"Hi…"

"My name is Jacob."

Alice smiled, somehow she felt funny just looking at him.

"Hi Jacob…I'm…"

"I'm sorry your sad."

Alice looked at him almost a little stunned.

"How did…"

"I'm sorry about everything that happened, but Debbie's right it's not anyone fault."

Alice looked at him, feeling more and more uneasy.

"Jacob shouldn't you be in your room?"

"It's lonely in there…"

Just then the thin sound of metal being scraped filled the room, Alice froze.

"Bye…"

She blinked and the boy walked out into the darkness of the doorway, disappearing out of thin air.

"Jacob wait!"

But he was gone…

The next day the nurse took her blood pressure and did a once check over. She saw Alice's dark circles under her eyes and gave a warm smile before letting her side off the table.

"Don't worry honey."

Alice smiled back a little and then was sent to Dr. Moore's office. Inside she felt sick and almost a little nervous. She had only met Dr. Moore once or twice in her life and today in the bright of day he seemed rather calm, as if he had his talk with a million other knocked up teens. The shock of it all really hadn't set in yet for Alice. But just the thought that she was pregnant with Joey's baby made her even sadder that he was really gone. And that fact that all of this had happened.

Dr. Moore checked her charts and sat on the desk trying his best to talk one on one with her. He understood she was a healthy young woman who only had some trouble a few months ago due to stress. During what he called "A very troubled time." He asked her if the boy who she was involved with was the only person she had intercourse with.

Alice nodded.

She explained that they had both slept together once, which was her first time and no they didn't use anything. Between all of the stress and everything she had no idea she was late, and did tell the doctor she had been feeling weak lately.

He asked if she was on any medication.

Alice paused.

"No…"

Dr. Moore told her she was all ready into the early weeks of her third month, he showed her some charts and gave her a tiny bag with papers she could read up on and vitamins she should be taking. He told her to keep off her feet and that he would like to go and see her early next month for another check up. They went over her options and Alice seemed almost delayed on every answer. She explained she was going to take a year off before deciding anything about her future anyways.

He told her she seemed fine now and was good to go home.

But now it was starting to sink in. She was pregnant…seventeen years old and pregnant. Had this really happened? Once, just once…how could she had been so stupid. And here she was sitting in the doctor's office going over charts and pretty much planning out her future as she still didn't even know how to feel towards all of this.

Joey the father? He had just been a kid himself, and whenever she thought back on him her heart started to ache. No…he couldn't of been, they were too young. She couldn't do this alone…she couldn't be a mother. It was too much.

But she put on an act and thanked the doctor before meeting her father in the waiting room. As sick and troubled as she felt built up inside her she somehow felt as if there were a light weight thrown off her after meeting that boy this morning.

What was his name again…Jacob?

She always liked that name.

She had asked the doctor about him and tried her best to describe him but Dr. Moore only shook his head…there wasn't any child by that name anywhere in this hospital, he knew it.

The car ride home was silent. They stopped off for burgers before heading home. She could see through her father's tried eyes he now had more things that he wanted to think about on his mind. When they got home they both sat down together, Alice didn't even want to look him in the face. As they ate together finally her father looked up at his sweet little girl. She had been through so much and it seemed as if she was growing more beautiful every day.

"That Crusel boy…he's the father isn't he?"

Alice looked up and him and slowly nodded.

"Yes…"

"Did he, well…did both of you…"

Alice nodded again.

"I'm sorry dad."

"He treated you good right, he didn't hurt you…it wasn't forced?"

"No…it wasn't."

Her father looked down at his hands.

"I knew the boy had some troubles, but I also knew you guys were very fond of each other, and I'm sorry about whatever happened."

Alice slowly nodded, all ready crying a little.

"But it's in the past…your going to be a mother now."

"Are you disappointed?"

Her father reached across and took one of her hands, making her look up. In a stern voice he let her know.

"No, no I'm not…"

He then smiled a little.

"I sure hope it's a boy…it would be nice to hear a boy playing in the house again."

Right away that old feeling filled the two of them. It really did seem as if Rick wasn't gone. Both with tears in their eyes leaned across from each other and hugged.

"I'm gonna make sure your taken care of okay?"

Alice smiled still crying.

"Okay."

That night as messed up and as worried as Alice was she watched her father off to one of his meetings and then went upstairs into her bedroom.

She looked over a few of the things in Dr. Moore's bag he had given her but really right now she didn't even want to think about it even if that was all that was on her mind. Looking at her reflection in the mirror she sighed and knew maybe it was meant to be.

Crawling into bed, the same bed where this baby was made she settled down and turned off her light. Going on her side she looked up at the china glass doll and photograph of Joey. God she wished he was here.

Shutting her eyes she feel asleep.

When she opened them again she found herself in the darkness of somewhere. No it wasn't her bedroom…something was dripping and she smelled mold and dirt. She was laying on a dirty floor. Gathering herself up and stood and saw she was on some sort of balcony.

"95, 96...97."

She turned and saw two orderlies standing a few feet away from her with charts in their hands. Stunned she looked down at and gasped at the horror of what she saw.

Down in the huge room was what seemed like thousands of men, all insane and stumbling around in masses. Right away Alice knew what this was, the stories she read and heard from Dr. Gordon. This was Western Hills back in the 1940's…this was where Amanda Krueger was raped by 100 maniacs.

"97, 98..."

"Come on that's enough…"

"Hey you'll make me lose the count."

"It's 100, come on."

Both orderlies rolled their eyes and then walked through the large metal door and shut it behind them, the sound filled the room and Alice jumped.

"NO WAIT!"

She looked down and saw her, the woman she had read so much about.

Around Alice's age she stood there dressed in white, in the middle of the sea of men.

Both locked eyes for a moment before silence filled the room. The men started to surround her. Alice watched on with horror, not knowing what to do.

The young nun looked terrified.

"Please no…"

Then a man stepped out from the others. He seemed to be in his early 20's or so, white shirt and dirty black pants. His hair was a mess and he cracked his neck.

"I don't think you remember me…Harper, remember?"

He brushed his hand against her cheek and she all ready started to shake.

All of them men got close and closer as the men then started to lick Amanda's face as she started to cry and be held. Alice leaned for the railing, watching in horror as the man named Harper punched Amanda flat to the ground and went down to her.

"STOP!"

Alice tried screaming, but it was no use, she watched as Harper had four men hold apart her legs and arms above her head as he undid his belt and rose up her white robe. Right away he got on her and Amanda started to scream.

"NO!"

Alice was frantic, and tried her best to get down there, but the stairs were sealed off, screaming she watched as Amanda began getting raped as the other maniacs laughed.

"Please it hurts…"

But it was no use, Harper started pumping into her at a high speed, resting her face against hers and laughing as he buried his seed, which would grow up to be Freddy deep inside her. After a few moments he finished, spit and sweat dripping off him and he rolled off as Amanda huddled into a small ball.

Pulling up his pants he laughed and then looked up at Alice and smiled.

"NO!"

Alice snapped awake and found herself in her bedroom…it was early morning."

Breathing heavy she tossed her covers to the side and grabbed her pair of sneakers before rushing downstairs.

A little before seven she met Debbie at the diner for breakfast. They still had a lot to talk about but something about what happened last night sent chills down her spine.

"It was his mother, I saw everything…"

The images kept playing in her mind, she felt sick to her stomach.

"I thought you couldn't dream…doesn't the pills stop that?"

"That's what I thought."

"Hey I haven't had any…I bet it's just stress, I mean you have been through a lot and have some things on your mind."

Alice looked up at her, and could tell she was trying her best.

"But it seemed so real…"

"Hey if you have any more problems go see Dr. Gordon, anyways you need to see if the pills are all right for the baby."

Alice hadn't thought of that…but she couldn't give up the pills, someone else might die. Thinking back on whatever she dreamed or thought of last night she remembered Alice's screams as she was raped by what would have been Freddy's father.

"Don't worry, I'm sure everything is going to be fine…anyways you must be excited."

"For what?"

"The baby…right?"

Alice looked down at her breakfast and sighed, she did have a lot on her mind and this just added to it. She needed to see Dr. Gordon and make sure these weren't dreams she was having…and Jacob, who was he?

Thinking of Joey again she knew she had to take care of herself, but at the same time didn't know how to feel towards it.