[ WP ] The secret to immorality is killing a newborn child . What is the world like ?

“ Here you go, ” she breathed as she handed the knife to him. Crying and bright red, a babe experienced its first and last moments in this world. Exhausted, Sarah leaned back in the birthing chair; her head resting on the soft cushion as her eyelids slowly closed. 
 
 Her baby, no, the baby ( she told herself attachment was unprofessional ) was still crying in the background. She could feel a headache coming on; a side effect of the pills, she knew, but who wants to wait 9 months anymore? And the crying certainly wasn ’ t helping. 
 
 Annoyed, she sat up: “ Come on, I ’ m on a time schedule here. If you don ’ t kill it soon, you won ’ t get any of the… ” she trailed off when she noticed the tears. *Fuck, * she thought. *Another crier. * “ Listen kid. You got 10 minutes tops before you ’ ll have to pay for another baby if you want that sweet, sweet eternal life. It ’ s easy as shoving that knife through its soft skull. ” 
 
 “ I… I can ’ t. ” He managed between the sobs. 
 
 She rolled her eyes. “ Would you like a less personal option? One that won ’ t get blood on your clothes? That ’ ll cost extra. We ’ ve got a pretty high drop over there, that ’ d probably kill it, or- ” 
 
 “ STOP! STOP. Just… stop calling him it. ” He blurted. He sighed and visibly mustered some courage; “ I, I think… I think I changed my mind. I don ’ t want to kill it. ” 
 
 Gritting her teeth and trying not to think about how late she was going to be for her next client, she spoke sternly: “ The moment you step out into the street with a newly born baby is the moment you seal both its and your fate. ” She paused searching his face. 
 
 She could tell he knew she was right. He just needed a little... encouraging. “ It ’ s going to die one way or the other, and from where I ’ m from you ’ ve paid a huge sum of money for this. I don ’ t give refunds. I can ’ t afford to. At any moment, I could get busted. ” 
 
 “ But… I… But… ” he licked his lips searching for words. Waiting, she glared at him, Yup, she was definitely getting a headache. “ How do you do it? How do you….? I don ’ t know… Maybe I wasn ’ t meant to live forever. ” He sighed, a sad smile grew on his face as he looked down at the baby in his arms. 
 
 Getting increasingly frustrated, she screamed at him in her head. “ How do I do it? I don ’ t do it. I just watch it happen. ” She tried to put a caring face on, but she didn ’ t think she quite succeeded. “ But of all the men I ’ ve had as clients, you ’ d be the first not to do it. Eventually, as the time gets closer, and eternity is about to slip away, they always do it. And you will, too. ” She closed her hand around his, making it grip the knife a little tighter. “ Just, ” she raised his hand in the air, “ DO IT. ” 
 
 She released his hand and watched as he cried out in anguish, bringing his arm down in an arc that ended with his immortality.
