Hemones Nightmare

Hamone stood still, the shock of his knowledge striking her with fear. She looked into the eyes of the alien, its pupil less eyes stared blankly back at her, she felt that her soul was being inspected by this creature, this thing, but she couldn't feel that there was a lie in its words, she knew that the alien was right, she knew it was strange, but she knew too that the child within her was doomed if this knowledge became hers. The threshold of life and death, the gift of technical immortality, was almost hers.

Then the alien spoke before she could answer.

"You do understand that if you refuse, and it is possible that you have the ability to say no, then I will know your innermost fears, be able to make them real, well, real in your mind, in your dreams, for all of your life, your child's life, your friends, all those who ever look into your eyes, they will befall the same fate, a rapid insomniatic hate filled terror ride into suicide. You can have this for your husband, your parents, your friends, everyone who you work with, they will all hate you, they may even kill you, but then they too will die, then you will die."

She gasped; the full weight of this truth was so much, too much. She once more reached for the knife, hoping to avoid this double damnation which this being, this prisoner, would bring to her, but then she stopped and spoke, softly, without menace.

"How did you know? About my baby? How, what are you, what are all of you?"

Quathridith looked into her soul and saw the anger and fear that he had planted there. He knew she would either kill herself or him, not herself, he knew that there was far too much to lose in herself, that she was too much a woman, even under this hard and unfeeling exterior, which he had already started to break, too much the woman to kill her unborn child, which would be herself when it was born, she knew that this was the case too, and that this, this one factor in that which he had told her, was the one decider that, regardless of whether he died or not, she would go crazy with worry regardless of whether he did anything to make her life a disaster or not, he knew that he had touch her heart to a point where she could never go back.

" So human, what say you? Will you take insanity or life everlasting?"

She bowed her head, knowing that there was far too much in this for her to deal with, more than she could decide on that moment, she knew that she was, in a strange way, going to fall into madness whatever she chose, knowing that she would force her own child's life force out of its body, the body that she was feeding, with her own, that she would die, the child being a parasite host for her, her reborn youth reborn through her own child, she would be alone in the world, an orphan within an adults mind, that feeling of absolute loneliness, having her husband treat her as a child, those moments which she would never be able to share, on pain of being left absolutely alone, she was truly torn, was it even worth it to live? Should she kill the alien now? Was there any point in even accepting what she had heard?