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Interstitial Sea – Part 02

The mother stirred. “Can someone please take care of… my child?”

The men exchanged incredulous glances.

“Do you think a stranger’s just gonna step up and care for the kid? We ain’t got that luxury!”

“We’re all just scraping by. None of us knows what kind of life awaits us in the new land!”

“P-Please…”

At that moment, from inside the gray cloth, small, chubby, oddly pale hands emerged, reaching out towards the young mother.

Disoriented, the mother did not fear the eerier pair of hands. “Are you… God?”

“No!” The tiny person inside the cloth replied, surprised.

Their voice was dark, somber, and frighteningly hoarse, like that of a centenarian. The men were taken aback. None could tell if it belonged to a man or a woman, to a youth or the elderly, or even what their nationality was.

“If anything, you could say I am the antithesis of that.”

“It doesn’t matter who you are.”

“Huh?”

“My child’s father