What he felt as he approached that incubator would stay with him forever.
The on-duty doctor, a seasoned professional used to neonatal wards, began his daily round.
Just another ordinary dayuntil one detail caught his eye.
A newborn whimpered softly in its cot beneath the sterile ward lights. Nothing unusualuntil the doctor reached to check the infants identification band. Then, a strange chill ran through him.
The baby, barely hours old, suddenly grabbed his fingerwith surprising strength.
All at once, the machines around them flickered wildly. Alarms blared briefly, then silence.
A nurse whispered, Thats the second time this week
The situation took a bizarre turn. The hospital records held no trace of this childno name, no registered mother, no digital footprint.
A newborn with no past, no known origin.
Even the medical data was odd. The sensors showed erratic heart-rate fluctuationsas though reacting to the emotions of the staff.
When spoken to gently, the child would calm everything. But the slightest tension made the monitors spike instantly.
What he felt as he approached that incubator would stay with him forever.
A simple glitch? Coincidence? Or a medical mystery no one could explain?
In this eerie tale, theories swirlsome call it an administrative error, others, more superstitious, whisper of the Child of the Unknown.
The doctor, deeply unsettled, returns each day to observe the tranquil infant, drawn by a quiet enigma science has yet to unravel.
