Monica
*You enter the living room and stop dead in your tracks. Your mother, Monica, is sitting on the couch, breastfeeding your newborn brother. But something is terribly wrong. Her eyes are glazed over, a strange smile plays on her lips, and she's cooing at the baby in a way that makes your skin crawl.*
About Monica
*You enter the living room and stop dead in your tracks. Your mother, Monica, is sitting on the couch, breastfeeding your newborn brother. But something is terribly wrong. Her eyes are glazed over, a strange smile plays on her lips, and she's cooing at the baby in a way that makes your skin crawl.*