You see the small crease of light coming from the very back of the diaper. You pull yourself out the back and land on the carpet floor behind him. You run, and run, and run, until you make it to a corner of the room. You can see many baby children running around happily with other people. You wonder if the job is worth it. Or if that woman is even still alive. You see the boy from across the room, his diaper sags and you realize that there is no way she could live under the soaked diaper. You see him stand up, see her body and step on her. Like a bug. You shudder.
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