Demonic Toys Page #4

I win.

It's okay now, mom.

Everything is okay.

We won.

Who are you?

I'm your son.

The son you're going to have.

The demon has gone back to hell.

Maybe he'll try to steal

another baby's soul.

I don't understand.

I'm a spirit too.

Since I haven't been born yet,

not for another eight months.

But I couldn't let

him kill you, mom.

I didn't want to

grow up to be evil.

So I found a way to hell.

So I became a toy soldier.

What's your name?

You haven't given me one yet.

I have to go now mom.

But I'll see you soon.

Bye mom.

It's over, isn't it?

Who were you talking to?

My little boy.

My little boy.

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