Should’ve Known They Weren’t Human

Date: 7/28/2019

Im in the back of a train car that holds expensive cars with two other people: a redheaded girl, and someone that I call Mother. The back of the car is split into two sections, one thats a pool, and one that holds the cars. I am about to kiss the redheaded girl in the pool section, and we have a whole little moment, but Mother calls my name, and the girl and I step away from each other. I put my arms behind my back and say, “Yes Mother?” She walks (in the pool) toward me slowly, and I tell her (very nervously), “We were just talking. Just talking.” But before Mother gets any closer or says anything, something hits our train car, and it tips sideways. We have to think fast, and we jump down onto the roofs of the nice cars as the water rushes into the other half of the cabin. The water is filling it up fast, and, since I am the only one without magic, I am the only one who can escape without using it. Mother is slipping and nearly drowning as she screams, and the redheaded girl is pulling Mother with me and yelling, “Make a spark, Mother! Make a spark and blow the wall open!” I’m still trying to help Mother, but the redhead girl says, “Go, Abby! Get help!” I look to see she’s torn a hole in the netting between this car and the next. I give her one last look before I crawl through the small hole and into the next car. I see a man (who I know was our other companion) knocked out in the next car, but there are babies behind him, and I figure if I can save him or the babies, I should pick the babies. I grab two very, very tiny babies before I realize there are four, not two. I manage to grab all four and make it to the door off the train. I don’t look back as I jump out, and start to run. I get all the way to a street vendor that smiles when he sees me before I realize that I didn’t save “normal” babies. These babies have been magically built, but with technology as well, since they all have an opening with a cover in the back of their head. I’m so shocked that the street vendor basically takes the babies from me, and he starts to try to sell them to a woman who’s passing by. I try to tell the street vendor about my companion, the girl, and Mother, but he brushes me off and says, “They’re faulty growns. They can’t die.” I don’t really know what this means, and he continues to try to sell these babies to the woman. He says, “We’ve got everything from 15 weeks, to babies, to cozies.” The woman argues with him that these aren’t real children and that they won’t grow. A little girl approaches the table, but she isn’t walking quite right. I have the thought, “Mother walks like that.” The seller says, “They grow. Look at her!” The little girl says, “I look just like my grandma, too.” When she says this, an old woman with nearly the exact same face as the little girl comes out, and they hug. The skeptical woman is delighted and starts taking pictures. I, however, tell the vendor, “You’re absolutely sick.” Then I wake up.