[ WP ] Your baby starts crying everytime you leave their room . Finally , you pick up your child and leave the room together . As soon as you step out , you hear crying coming from the room .

Standing in the dimly lit hallway just outside of Trevor's room at 3am stands Dan, with Trevor in hand. Dan's eyes bleeding red after so many sleepless nights. `` Trevor, please, just let your father sleep'' he says while walking down the hall on his way to the kitchen for a bottle of wife's pre-pumped breast milk. As he opens the fridge he realizes Trevor's cry sounded distinctly more faint. He was too tired to think any further into it, squinted his eyes as he looked into the fridge and grabbed the bottle off the specially designated shelf. 
 
 `` Here you go little man'' he says to his son as he expects to tilt the nose of the bottle into Trevor's already open, crying mouth. The nose pressed against his closed lips just as another scream comes ringing through Dan's head. Adrenaline immediately rushed through Dan's brain. Suddenly alert, aware of every detail he had just experienced through the tired fog that had become a normal part of his life since his son arrived 3 months ago. 
 
 `` What? Who is.s..'' Dan mumbles while looking back and forth between the baby in his arms and the open bedroom door at the end of the hall where the echoing screams are coming from. Dan started to walk towards the room, purposely not running to give him more time to think. He enters the room and flips on the light, while simultaneously strengthening his grip on Trevor in the anticipation for the unknown. 
 
 Dan looks down into the crib. Dan see's his son's twin, `` Trevor!'' Dan yells as his fatherly instincts kick in. He does n't know what, but he knows something is wrong. He feels the urge to removed himself and the two boys to safety. He picks up the baby out of the crib and with a baby in each arm runs into the family room. As he sets both babies side by side down on the couch, a faint cry from the bedroom rings in his ear. 
 
 Dan pauses, and while looking at the two boys says in a confused voice `` this ca n't be''. 
 
 Dan rushes back to the bedroom, grabs the boy from the crib and rushes back to the couch. He set's Trevor's second twin down on the couch, making a mental note of which one was his original son. Another cry echoes down the hall. Dan makes the same trip as before, set's the fourth boy down on the couch. This repeats over and over for the next 4 hours. 
 
 He had meticulously laid all the linens out on the floor in the living room, kitchen, hallway, and the little sun room he had been meaning to finish since the birth of his son. 135 babies lay scattered through his house, a pathway was created between the linens so Dan would n't slow himself down. 
 
 Marcy, Dan's wife and a heavy sleeper wakes up every morning like clockwork. Sure enough 7am she opens her bedroom door on her way to her morning cup. `` DAN! What the fuck!'' she screams in a voice she did n't know she had, still her words barely audible over the house full of crying babies. `` Sweetie! I need you to go to Costco, we need baby formula and diapers!'' Dan says as if she should be understanding of the current situation. `` Dan, what, what did you do?! Where did all of these babies come from??'' She asks, just hoping for a reasonable answer. Hoping her husband did n't do something out of a horror movie. 
 
 `` Sweetie, please, they need food. I do n't really know, they keep appearing'' Dan explains as he comes out of Trevor's room with another baby. 
 
 `` Dan, what do you mean they keep appearing?'' 
 
 `` Marcy, I do n't know, every time I pick Trevor up from his crib, another Trevor appears. I do n't know how else to say it, but I need your help. I do n't know how long this will last and I need to save them'' 
 
 Marcy in complete disbelief is forced to believe these words. Dan's words being further reinforced by the new cries from the bedroom as Dan sets a baby down under the kitchen table. 
 
 `` Stop picking up the babies!'' Marcy states, as if it should have been obvious to her husband. 
 
 `` Marcy, no. I have to save all of them.'' 
 
 Something in his voice convinced her. Dan had always been easy going and indecisive, but his words were neither of those things. 
 
 Marcy nodded. `` There's more space in the attic, I'll open the door. I'll open the doors in the spare car you can put some in there too. I'll go to Costco with the Pickup and get food, diapers, and more blankets. I'll call my sisters over to help. I'll be back soon, call me if anything changes.'' Marcy joined the team with those words. She felt the call from the universe. 
 
 Marcy drove off in the pickup. She managed to fill the entire bed during the shopping trip. As she jumped into the drivers seat in her husbands truck she looks down at her phone. 11 missed calls. Her heart dropped, and mind went blank, seconds go by and she is listening to her husbands voicemail greeting. 
 
 Marcy rushes home. She pulls into her driveway, and makes her way into the house. She opens the front door. Silence. An empty house. Linens spread all over, but no babies to be found, not even Trevor. `` Dan!'' she yells as her heart enters her throat. `` Dan! Where are you??'' as she runs towards Trevor's room. As she enters the doorway she scans the room and falls to her knees as she see's Dan's body laying face down on the carpet. His revolver laying close by. 
 
 Marcy freezes. `` Was this all a dream?'' she asks herself. She puts the revolver on the bed and stumbles over to the phone to call the police. 
 
 2 patrol cars arrive within minutes. Marcy opens the front door after hearing a knock and a stern voice yell `` Police! ``, this made it feel even more like a movie. Two officers rush into the house behind Marcy. 
 
 `` Please help me, officer'' Marcy shutters to the 3rd officer. `` Ma'm please stay calm, what happened here?'' the officer asks 
 
 Before she can respond the two officers come back out, grab Marcy's wrists and cuff her. `` Officer! No you do n't understand! I can explain!'' 
 

