The doctor shouted orders. Everything turned into chaos.
And in the midst of that chaos, I felt a terrible cold running through me.
Then…
Silence.
The pain disappeared suddenly.
Too much at once.
I stood motionless.
“Is it over yet?” I whispered.
No one answered.
I opened my eyes.
And I saw the faces.
The terror in them.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, my voice barely audible.
The doctor slowly approached.
“I need you to stay calm,” he said.
“My baby?”
“Your baby is fine.
“So… what?
There was a second of silence that seemed eternal.
“It’s not inside you anymore.
“What?”
She swallowed saliva.
“That’s it.
A thud echoed through the door of the operating room.
They all turned.
Another blow.
Stronger.
“Open to me!” shouted a familiar voice.
Javier.
My blood froze.
“I know it’s there!” he continued. Open to me now!
The doctor looked at me.
“We have to get you out of here.
“And…” that? I asked, my voice breaking.
She shook her head.
“It doesn’t depend on us anymore.
A third blow.
The door began to give way.
And at that moment, from somewhere in the hospital, something was heard.
A sound.
Not human.
No animal.
Something between the two.
Something that made everyone paralyzed.
“What was that?” A nurse whispered.
No one answered.
But I knew.
I felt it.
Because for the first time since it all began…
It was no longer inside me.
He was outside.
And I was hungry.
I never saw Javier again.
Nor Carmen.
That night, the hospital was evacuated. There were confusing reports, contradictions, official versions that did not explain anything. “Structural failure,” some said. “Biological incident,” others insinuated.
But I knew the truth.
Or at least, a part of it.
Dr. Morales helped me disappear. I changed my name. Of the city. Of life.
My baby was born weeks later.
Sano.
Perfect.
But sometimes, when I watch him sleep…
I feel something.
A presence.
A shadow that does not belong to this world.
And on the quietest nights…
When the wind blows a certain way…
I can swear I hear that sound again.
The one who is not human.
The one that reminds me…
That what came out of me…
He was never found.
And that, somewhere…
It continues to grow.
