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My sister had just delivered her baby, so my husband and I went to the hospital to visit her. But seconds after seeing the baby, my husband suddenly pulled me out of the room. “Call the police immediately,” he said. I stared at him. “What are you talking about? Why?” His face was ghostly pale. “You didn’t realize it?” he whispered. “That baby is—” I couldn’t finish listening. My hands were already shaking as I called. My sister Lily Parker gave birth on a Tuesday morning, and by that afternoon my husband Daniel Parker and I were walking into the hospital carrying flowers and balloons. It was her first child. The whole family was thrilled. Everything felt normal. The maternity floor smelled like antiseptic mixed with baby powder. Lily looked drained but happy, her face pale yet glowing, her hair pulled back carelessly. She smiled when she saw us. “Come meet him,” she said. A nurse wheeled the bassinet over. I leaned forward. The baby slept quietly, wrapped snugly in white. His tiny chest rose and fell steadily. Nothing looked wrong. Then Daniel stepped closer. At first, I didn’t notice anything unusual. He’s calm by nature, but babies usually soften him. I expected him to smile. Instead, his posture locked. He stared at the baby far longer than normal. Suddenly, he seized my arm and pulled me backward so hard I nearly stumbled. He dragged me into the hallway and closed the door firmly. “Call the police,” he said, barely above a whisper. I laughed out of pure confusion. “Daniel, are you serious right now?” “Yes. Call them,” he said again, voice unsteady. I looked at his face—and my stomach dropped. He was pale in a way I had never seen before. “Why?” I whispered. “What’s wrong?” “Didn’t you see it?” he asked. “See what?” “That baby is not newly born.” My heart slammed against my ribs. “That’s impossible. Lily delivered this morning.” Daniel shook his head. “I work emergency care. I know newborns. That baby’s umbilical cord is already healing. That takes days. And he has a vaccine mark on his leg. That doesn’t happen right after birth.” I felt dizzy. “That can’t be right.” “There’s more,” he added. “The ID bands don’t match. The baby’s band doesn’t correspond with Lily’s.” The bl00d drained from my face. Behind us, the door handle shifted slightly. Daniel tightened his grip on my hand. “Call the police,” he said urgently. “Before anyone realizes we noticed.” My fingers trembled as I dialed. To be continued in the comments 👇

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