Foetal Spectre

Seeing ultrasounds of an approaching baby is a lot like watching one of those ghost hunting shows. There's an alleged "expert" who asserts that he can tell you what you're looking at, a lot of equipment that seems impressive, some viscous goo, and then when your nerves are jangled by the atmosphere, there's a grainy black and white image of something that just might be humanoid, lurking in the darkness, with its own terrifying, implacable motives.















What do you want from us? Why do you haunt this abdomen?