Hush Little Baby Page #5

TAKE ME INSTEAD.

NO.

PLEASE.

MOMMY.

WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE

TO TELL YOU TEN TIMES?

THIS ISN'T FUNNY AMANDA.

STOP!

YOU KILLED ME MOMMY.

YOU KILLED ME MOMMY!

PETER... PETER!

PETER!

WHAT IS IT?

WHAT HAPPENED?

JAMIE'S GOT CAITLIN

IN THE WOODS...

SHE'S GOT A KNIFE...

KEEP THE PRESSURE ON.

I'LL CALL 911.

HOLD ON.

KATE, KATIE...

I'M SO SORRY.

I'M NOT GOING TO

LET ANYONE TAKE YOU.

JAMIE?

JAMIE?

JAMIE?

JAMIE?

WHERE ARE:

YOU SWEETHEART?

JAMIE?

JAMIE... JAMIE...

LOOK AT ME SWEETY!

GIVE ME THE:

BABY SWEETHEART!

SHHH!

SHE'S HERE,

I GOT HER.

SHE'S HERE.

HURRY!

YOU ARE GOING:

TO BE OKAY.

SHE'S GOT FLUID IN HER LUNGS,

IT DOESN' MAKE ANY SENSE.

SHE IS GOING INTO

HYPOTHERMIC SHOCK.

WE HAVE TO GE HER TEMPERATURE UP.

HELP HER!

LET'S GET A

LIGHT OVER HERE.

HOLD ON JAMIE.

WE'VE GOT NO PULSE;

WE'RE GOING

TO START CPR.

OFFICER GO GE THE SPINE BOARD.

HOLD ON SWEETHEART!

SHE'S FIBRULATING.

GET THE PADDLES.

SIR STEP BACK.

CLEAR!

COME ON JAMIE!

AGAIN.

COME ON JAMIE!

AGAIN... CLEAR!

JAMIE!

WHAT'S HAPPENING?

SOMETIMES... I'LL

SNEAK IN THE NURSERY

WHEN I THINK CAITLIN

IS ASLEEP AND I'LL

TURN ON THE LIGHTS AND

I'LL FIND HER STARING AT ME

WITH THOSE COLD,

INTELLIGENT EYES.

SHE STAYS AWAKE ALL

NIGHT LONG THINKING ABOUT ME.

THINKING ABOU WAYS TO KILL ME.

BECAUSE:

SHE HATES ME.

PETER, NO!

JAMIE... JAMIE!

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