Unconceivable

He forced the blanket over his head in a futile attempt to smother the sound of her whimpers. A few feet away from him, Ana lay collapsed in a pool of her own waste clinging to the last bit of her life. Unable to grapple with the terror confronting them, he retreated to a safe place inside his childlike mind. Ana struggled to reach him. She thought that if she could at least reach him, no matter how faint, the warmth her touch would excite him enough to act. Her life depended on it. Shad was too far gone. His fragile mind unleashing its only defense- delusion.