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'Let me call Vhiann.' he said. Eske nodded and made his way out of the kitchen, leaving Nona to carry out her gruesome task of keeping feeding Day. As he walked down the hallway, he could still hear Day's screams echoing through the walls. He felt a certain guilty pleasure listening to the sounds.
After today Day will never hurt Nona again. He pulled out his phone and dialled Vihann's number. After a few rings, a gruff voice answered. 'Yeah?'
'Hey, it's me. I need your help with something.'
'Anything for you, Boss. What do you need?'
'Check Delbert Day Whiterabbit T-DNA.'
Vihann grunted in response. 'You got it, Boss. Give me a few minutes.' Eske could hear the sound of typing in the background as Vihann accessed the database. 'Alright, I got the info. Delbert Day Whiterabbit has a temporal footprint of 0.3. He's a low-level player, not much of a threat… anymore. What did you guys do?'
Eske nodded to himself, relieved that Day wasn't as much of a danger as he had feared. ‘Thanks, Vihann. I appreciate it.'
'No problem, Boss. Anything else?'
'No, that's all for now.'
He returned to Nona, kissing the top of her head: 'You did it. He's almost down to zero. What's the plan?'
'He has no more versions of himself?'
'0.3% is nothing. You can kill him right now, and Delbert Day Whiterabbit is gone.'
Nona's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she heard the news. 'Good. I don't want him to exist anymore.' She stood up from her chair and approached Day, who was now slumped over in the chair, unconscious from the pain and trauma. She picked up a large kitchen knife from the counter and walked towards him, her movements deliberate and calculated.
'Wait,' said Eske, grabbing her arm. 'Are you sure you want to do it like this? I have my gun, baby. One clean shot and he is gone.'
'I want to feel him die, the same way he made me feel things I didn't want.'
Eske stepped back, watching as Nona approached Day with the knife. She paused for a moment, steeling herself for what she was about to do, and then plunged the blade into Day's chest. The sound of flesh tearing and the sight of blood gushing from the wound was almost overwhelming, but Nona did not look away. Neither did Eske. He knew that this was necessary, that it was the only way to ensure their safety and protect their future and mostly to give Nona closure to her nightmare.
As Nona pulled the knife out of Day's body, she wiped it clean on her shirt and then tossed it aside. She turned to Eske, a look of resolve on her face.
'Do you want to leave? Or...' Nona nodded in agreement but let her knees drop to the floor and cried.
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Eske knelt beside her, wrapping his arms around her trembling form. 'It's okay, love. It's over now.' He whispered soothingly, holding her close as she cried. He knew that this was a traumatic experience for her, and it would take time for her to heal from it. After a few minutes, Nona's sobs subsided, and she pulled away from Eske. She wiped away her tears and stood up, looking down at the lifeless body of Delbert Day Whiterabbit. 'I feel nothing.' She said, her voice hollow and distant. 'Is that wrong?' Nona nodded, taking a deep breath to steady herself. 'I am proud of myself. But I also feel like a monster.'
Eske shook his head. 'You're not a monster, Nona. You're a survivor. And sometimes, survival means doing things that aren't pretty or heroic. But that doesn't make you any less of a person.'
Nona nodded again, slowly beginning to understand what Eske was saying. 'Thank you, baby. I don't know what I would do without you.'
Eske smiled, pulling her into a tight embrace. 'You don't have to worry about that, love. I'm always here for you, no matter what.'
Nona leaned into his embrace, feeling grateful for his unwavering support. 'At least we have a baby on its way.'
Eske's heart clenched at Nona's words. He didn't have the strength to tell her that their baby couldn't be born. Not after what they had been through, not after what they had just done. He couldn't bear to see the pain and disappointment in her eyes. 'Yes, we do.' He forced a smile, hoping to distract her from the topic.
Nona leaned back, looking up at Eske. 'I can't wait to meet our little one.' She smiled, placing her hand on her stomach. 'I want to give him or her the world, baby. I want to make sure they never have to go through what we did.'
Eske's smile faltered as he looked down at Nona's hand on her stomach. He knew that he couldn't keep the truth from her forever, but he didn't know how to tell her. 'We will love. We will give our child everything they ask for.' He replied, his voice strained.
Nona looked up at him, sensing something was wrong. 'Eske, what's wrong?'
He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he had to say. 'Nona, we need to go home. But...'
Eske trailed off, trying to figure out how to continue. Nona's eyes narrowed, sensing the gravity of his words. 'But what, Eske?' She pressed, her hand still resting on her stomach.
Eske took another deep breath before finally saying it. 'But the baby... it can't be born.' He couldn't bear to meet her eyes, but he could feel her hand trembling in his. There was a long silence as Nona processed his words.
Finally, she pulled her hand away from her stomach, her face a mask of disbelief and pain. 'What do you mean? Why not?' She demanded, her voice rising in panic.
Eske couldn't hold it anymore and let his head fall in her lap, crying.
Nona's heart sank as Eske's tears fell onto her lap. She knew that something was seriously wrong, but she had never expected this. 'Eske, please tell me what's going on.' She whispered, running her fingers through his hair in an attempt to comfort him. Eske took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. 'The baby, Nona...'
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