>It's late at night
>You're walking home from your job of fixing stuff
>You see something running
>It's running across the ground rapidly, like an animal
>You look closer
>It's… a baby?
>It suddenly stops and stares at you
>You notice that its legs are horribly deformed and twisted, along with its arms slightly so
>It begins releasing a loud, crying wail
>It begins charging at you, wailing loudly like a baby from Hell itself
>You begin to run
>You can't outrun it
>It pounces you, and the last thing you see is its deformed body ripping apart your throat
>Fuck Nicole, working on the Ishimura ain't worth shit