The silence of the lab was daunting as Vic waited for his final college to leave. He did his best not to look up at Dr Walden by immersing himself in the mechanism he was meant to be working on. It was the beginning of a limb that would eventually be attached to one of the veterans who had been admitted in the hospital above. Vic had made dozens of prosthetic limbs during his time at St Ingolstadt in this basement laboratory. But he should have been finished by now. Normally it would take Vic only a couple of hours to form the fingers. However, he had been working on the thumb of this arm for the past three days. Yet Dr Walden hadn’t hurried him or complained. Even now she offered him a sympathetic smile as she put her instruments away. Vic heard the click of her heels echo through the lab as she walks
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All gushing, glowing skin, cribs and names. Yet they got none of those pleasure of pregnancy. Instead, Vic had watched in agony as his wife throbbed in pain, slowly wasting away as her body fought to keep their son alive. A fight, she would end up losing.
Vic couldn’t bear her grief anymore. Every blank stare, all the sleepless nights that Beth endured in a fit of tears. The empty promises of acquaintances that everything will be okay. Worst of all was the daunting fact that his son was robbed of life. But he refused to let that happen. For Beth’s sake as well as his own.
His heart leapt in his chest as the android opened its eyes. Its cries were metallic like a machine, but of an infant none the less.
“Adam, my sweet boy. At last” Vic bundled up his creation into a blanket, taking him to the empty baby seat waiting in his car. He couldn’t contain his excitement, shouting for Beth the second he set foot in the house. Believing something was wrong, she came running downstairs. Her eyes twisted in horror as she looked from her husband to the grotesque baby in his arms.
“What have you
All gushing, glowing skin, cribs and names. Yet they got none of those pleasure of pregnancy. Instead, Vic had watched in agony as his wife throbbed in pain, slowly wasting away as her body fought to keep their son alive. A fight, she would end up losing.
Vic couldn’t bear her grief anymore. Every blank stare, all the sleepless nights that Beth endured in a fit of tears. The empty promises of acquaintances that everything will be okay. Worst of all was the daunting fact that his son was robbed of life. But he refused to let that happen. For Beth’s sake as well as his own.
His heart leapt in his chest as the android opened its eyes. Its cries were metallic like a machine, but of an infant none the less.
“Adam, my sweet boy. At last” Vic bundled up his creation into a blanket, taking him to the empty baby seat waiting in his car. He couldn’t contain his excitement, shouting for Beth the second he set foot in the house. Believing something was wrong, she came running downstairs. Her eyes twisted in horror as she looked from her husband to the grotesque baby in his arms.
“What have you