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Originally Posted by The Lung
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INT. HOSPITAL DELIVERY ROOM – NIGHT
Inside the dimly lit Southern hospital room, a DOCTOR stands over a pregnant woman in labor as a storm rages outside. The woman screams in pain as the doctor prepares to deliver the baby.
NARRATOR: Some say ol’ Blind Joe Death was born as still as a damp sock with cataracts so clouded white, like glossy pearls.
Close up of the baby’s face as the doctor lifts the baby’s eyelids to reveal pitch white eyes.
DOCTOR: Sorry, ma’am, your baby is dead.
NARRATOR: See, for Joe, everything was backwards. He died when he was born and he was born when he died. The rest of it was his, you know, after.
Cut to an outdoor funeral service in the day as the mother lays the body of the stillborn baby into his small baby coffin. Upon the moment the mother lets her hands free, the baby emerges from his slumber.
NARRATOR: Now the preacher was fit to call it a blessed miracle but everyone else had other theories. Truth be told, nobody was quite certain who that baby’s daddy was but even that mother of his was frightened by them pearl eyes and the Lord knows that boy would be treated all the same. Cursed. Death incarnate in a small town in the great state of Georgia.