Mother rushes to her side, embracing her baby frantically, trying to shield her, protect her, shuddering with tears. He stands there, rigid, like a pillar of stone. Daddy, please, I need you. He turns and leaves, dutiful wife in tow. Yes, she must be vile and sinful, and he saw the stain on her soul.
Sore eyes cascade with tears, salty like blood.
She whimpers, vomiting into a cold steel basin. Her throat burns with bile. A distorted reflection, her face, leering, horns upon her brow gazing intently above the polluted pool of vomit. She screams, drawing back from the basin and its terrible revelation. She staggers from bed, hysterical, collapsing as she gazes upon the stain of her evil, the cloven hooves and bestial legs that mar her young body.