[Imaginary folklore writing, first person]
My unborn child was stillborn in the third trimester when his umbilical cord wrapped around his neck.
My mother-in-law invited a beautiful-looking woman from her hometown, and people in the village called her the "baby-carryer."
Baby-carriers carry the souls of babies who have died in order to prevent the children's souls from accumulating evil power to curse the family.
The first day of "carrying" the soul away. In my dream, I saw a child smiling and calling me mom.
The second day of "carrying" the soul away. In my dream, I saw a child being pestered by evil spirits and crying.
When I woke up, there was a layer of cold sweat on my forehead, and my intuition told me that something was wrong with the "baby-carrying man."
Intention: Face yourself bravely
