In Fetu

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I’m a surgeon. Now, I’ve seen my fair share of strange medical events, But one event that I saw still haunts me to this day.

In fall of 1987, an extremely rare medical anomaly effected a poor 7 year old child by the name of William. I was working as head surgeon in the small town of Montrose, Colorado. William had been going to his pediatrician complaining of extreme pains coming from his belly. He told doctors he had a “man” living inside of him who refused to leave him alone night or day. He said he would hurt him in random places, as if he was pulling on marinate strings. He could be seen cringing and crying in the doctor’s office, pleading for an ease to the excruciating pain. His mother was extremely worried and demanded assistance. The doctor did a full examination him and found nothing wrong. He promptly told his mother to take him home, and prescribed strong painkillers.

A few weeks passed, with the boy’s pain worsening. The doctor was baffled. He continued to find nothing wrong, prescribing stronger and stronger painkillers. One day, the mother returned, this time frantic. She came in screaming that her son was dying, and that he was bleeding profusely. William was seen having blood dripping from his mouth, crawling on all fours, begging the doctors to kill him. Horrified, they sent him to the hospital.

That’s when he came to our medical team. The doctors determined he had a large tumor in his torso, after x-rays had revealed a strange formation in his visceral cavity. We prepped for surgery immediately.
Me and my team quickly donned our medical masks, and scrubs, and wheeled him hurriedly down the hallways of our hospital. We passed hurriedly as the boy yelled at us to his slit throat.

We placed a anesthesia mask on him whilst he squirmed and demanded death to take him. His head swung back and forth like he was shaking no. It shook so fast he we had to have 2 doctors hold him down. He slowed and closed his eyes, as the medicine took hold. We wheeled him into the operating room, and tore off his Spider-Man shirt. I took my scalpel and sliced into his torso. The thin skin flayed open and blood flowed quickly, revealing veins and mucus. I heard a squishing noise from within the dark maw I had created. We placed clamps on his incision and just as we were about to pull it open, we saw it.

From right under his crimson abdominal muscles, an arm burst through. The flesh stretched and then tore open. It splayed bits of flesh and blood on our faces and clothes. We all gasped, frozen with shock. The arm was small and frail, red, and sticky with blood. It rested on his scarred entrails. I stood there, mouth agape. My breath was captured halfway in between my throat and lungs. I shakily took my scalpel and cut open the wound further. It revealed a mass of flesh. I peeked inside the wet mass of pink and red and saw a curled body, and i knew it was an infant. I placed my hands around its soft, scarlet surface and attempted to remove it. It whirled around in my hands, and stared up at me. I picked it up, and held it above the poor boy’s body. The body was completely scarlet with blood, which had soaked into every nook and cranny of the embryo. It had squinty eyes, that lacked pupils and it’s mouth was pursed tightly. It’s body was in a cradling position. It didn’t look like a child, but an alien. What was even more surprising, was the fact that it had no umbilical cord.

The doctors attending to his bodily functions backed away, in horror. I stuttered and was unable to speak. I swear, I’m not lying about what happened next. The infant looked at me with it’s eyes, and began to open it’s mouth. It gurgled and blood overflowed from its mouth, little bubbles forming a red foam. It began to speak. It’s voice was… What I can only describe as sinister, pure evil in its greatest form. The child fiercely squealed, “Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!”

My eyes widened, and I was petrified. Doctors ran from the room in utter trepidation. One shouted that there was a “demon child” in the operating room.

The child remained in my hands, getting louder and louder repeating the same word over again, shaking with force from pushing air out to scream. I finally lost it and dropped the child onto the floor. It thudded on the tiled floor with a sickening *crack!*. Blood splattered. And then, out of nowhere, the infant stood. It turned to me, it’s silhouette forming from the examining lights. It didn’t speak, but I knew it wanted me dead. It crawled to the window, and fled.

Police burst into the room with and found me alone. I was still, my hands bathed in blood. Red Tracks lead outside and disappeared. As for William, his heart monitor flatlined, and he was pronounced dead, from blood loss.

An investigation was posed and it was found that the child had a rare condition called Fetus in fetu.
It is when, during a pregnancy, twins are procreated and one gets enveloped by the other, becoming a parasite.
But they will never be able to explain why the fetus talked, or how it was able to speak. Whatever it was, it wasn’t human. As for the whereabouts of the “demon baby”, it has never been determined.

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  • Commented on July 30, 2015 at 5:36 am

    This happened to me once, but I think the doctors called it “Taco Bell” instead of “fetus in fetu.”

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  • Commented on July 30, 2015 at 6:45 am

    This is disgusting, in a good, scary way.

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  • Commented on August 2, 2015 at 6:04 am

    Awesome story, but as someone already mentioned, try researching how doctors and surgeons handle critical patients. It’s small details that make a story great.

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  • Commented on August 7, 2015 at 6:32 am

    I think “marinate” should be “marionette”, just so you know. Otherwise, pretty straightforward story.

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  • Commented on August 7, 2015 at 12:03 pm

    Nice use of body horror! Just a few quick spelling corrections – “affected” and “marionette”. There were a few smaller ones, but those are the two that kinda jarred me out of the story for a second.

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  • Commented on August 4, 2015 at 8:16 pm

    Eh.. The characters felt flat. I didn’t believe he was a surgeon, and that kinda made what happened in the story irrelevant. You can’t have a good story without great characters. That’s the immersive side of story-telling that sucks you in, that makes you forget you’re simply reading a scary story. The best ones are ones that you can feel strength from, that make you have to remind yourself “it’s just a story.. chill”.

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  • Commented on August 18, 2015 at 10:52 pm

    No, this is Lady Gaga being born

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  • Commented on August 1, 2015 at 8:39 am

    First thing that came to my mind was the Arnold baby in the movie Junior. The story was short, but effective. This kind of tale needs no padding or characters, but it could have been a bit better with a foreshadowing hint, depending if it could have been done right. The ending was probably the best option, so good job on making the ending not suck like I feared it would. I say, continue in the “tales from the crypt” style of horror, having crazy body horrors and blood baths as your strength. It’s totally metal and I love it. As for the story, not a perfect score since it wasn’t “full” full. 4/5 for the potential and the freaky ending.

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  • Mim
    Commented on July 30, 2015 at 3:09 pm

    I approved this! omg I approved this!

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  • Commented on July 31, 2015 at 3:01 pm

    Meh.

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  • LeonardDaniel
    Commented on July 31, 2015 at 3:26 pm

    It is the minute details that develope a story, a lot slip through the cracks for the sake of horror; however, the idea is original I’d recommend researching what are the procedures for handling critical patients. Trust me, there is a vast difference between a patient in the OR vs the ER.

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  • Commented on August 4, 2015 at 6:55 am

    And Freddy Krueger is born… XD

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  • BigGrammerJammer
    Commented on August 5, 2015 at 9:07 pm

    Not gonna lie, I stopped reading after “effected” and “marinate strings.” Proofread your work, people.

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  • Commented on February 20, 2016 at 6:48 am

    I dig pastas like this- concise, perfect amount of creep factor!! Well done!

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  • Commented on July 31, 2015 at 5:07 pm

    That’s death metal a’f yo! #2br0otal4me

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  • Commented on August 10, 2015 at 12:50 am

    Hey guys, I’m new here. I kinda like to write and was looking for a website where I can post short stories like these. I was just wondering if you can post your own stories here, because I don’t see how else so many stories can show up here, but I don’t see anywhere where I can write my own story. Do I have to go to a different website or is there a way to post directly to this one? Thanks in advance.

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  • Commented on September 16, 2016 at 5:43 am

    Terrible

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  • Commented on July 30, 2015 at 8:09 pm

    this is the best one i approved gj

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