She lays there mesmerized by her growing belly. She places soft hands upon her stretched out skin, feeling the little parasite move beneath her flesh. She grabs her husband’s hand and places it on the rolling movement. He smiles and kisses her forehead. Soon they would become Parents, their whole family is excited, the very first rug rat is to arrive within days. Her husband turns off the lights, he kisses his pregnant wife one last time, and just to be cute, he kisses her stomach.
She wasn’t sure how long she had been asleep but she woke up startled. She looked at the clock and tried closing her eyes to go back to sleep, but something was off. She opened her eyes, lifted up her head and listened. She heard the slight breeze outside, then felt the breeze on her leg. She didn’t remember leaving the window open, but perhaps her husband had gotten up and opened it. Lord knows this being inside her belly made her hot one moment then cold the next. She smiled and laid her head back down.
The ticking noise started in the far corner of the room. She lifted her head once again, squinting her eyes to try to see into the thick darkness. There it was again, this time it was coming toward her. The hair on the back of her neck stood up, she reached out to wake her husband. He wasn’t there. She sat up and screamed his name, his body; limp, lifeless, was thrown from the corner. She began to scream as the long, forked tongue wound it’s way out of the dark. It flicked at the air around her stomach, she tried to slap it away, but it continued to it’s target.
Her eyes became wide with fear as the tongue plunged down into her navel, her body was wracked with pain. She started to grab at the sheets, the night stand, she even prayed, but she was well beyond prayer. From the corner came the creature to which the tongue came from. It was grey, hairless, thin, it’s mouth was open to display row upon row of needle point teeth. It jumped to the ceiling then down on top of her. It continued to drink from her swollen stomach, she tried to fight it off, but nothing could save her, nor her fetus.
In a matter of minutes the Aswang had had it’s fill, it disengaged it’s tongue, raked it’s claws over her now still body then made it’s way out of the open window to return to the nightmares from which it came.
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