“Cut off my arm… please… I’m begging you…” little Lucas screamed… until the moment his nanny opened the cast and discovered what his stepmother had hidden inside it. 😱 😨
Heavy rain slammed against the large windows of the house. The room was filled with the thick smell of sweat, damp plaster, and medicine. Lucas’s right arm was trapped inside a huge white cast. His hand had swollen terribly, his fingers red and stretched tight, as if they no longer belonged to his body. The boy was covered in sweat, crying nonstop, and struggling to breathe.
— Dad… it hurts too much… make it stop… he sobbed.
But his father, Thomas, did not call for help. Instead, he tied his son’s healthy hand to the bed to stop him from touching the cast. Not because he was cruel. But because he was exhausted. And because his new wife kept insisting that Lucas “had psychological problems.”
Vanessa stood near the doorway with her arms crossed.
— You’re doing the right thing, she said calmly. The doctor said he must not move that arm.
Lucas pulled against the strap, crying.
— There’s something inside… something is biting me…
Four days earlier, Lucas had broken his arm at school. The doctors had put a cast on it and sent him home. But ever since he returned, the boy screamed in pain every night. He scratched at the cast until his fingernails were damaged. And he kept repeating the same thing:
— There’s something moving inside the cast…
But Vanessa always had an explanation. She said Lucas hated her because she had replaced his dead mother. Since Claire’s death, Lucas had been raised by Madame Rosa. Rosa knew the child better than anyone. And she did not believe he was lying.
— Mr. Martin… this child is truly suffering… she said softly.
But Vanessa immediately interrupted her.
— You are not a doctor, Rosa.
— I don’t need to be a doctor to recognize a child’s real pain.
Silence filled the room. Lucas kept crying until he finally fell asleep from exhaustion. At 6:07 in the morning, Thomas sat in his office staring at a cold cup of coffee. Suddenly, Madame Rosa entered holding a dead red ant in her hand.
— I found this in Lucas’s bed.
Thomas frowned.
— It probably came from outside…
But Rosa whispered:
— No… they’re coming from the cast.
A chill ran through Thomas’s body. He immediately rushed upstairs to his son’s room. As soon as he entered, he smelled something horrible. A rotten, unnatural smell. The smell was coming from the cast. Rosa had already prepared scissors and a tool to cut it open.
— We have to open it, she said.
— But what if the bone gets damaged? Thomas murmured.
— If we wait any longer, he could lose his arm.
At that moment, Vanessa appeared in the doorway.
— What are you doing? she asked nervously.
— We’re opening the cast, Rosa replied.
— No! The doctor forbade anyone from touching it!
Thomas looked at his wife. And for the first time, he noticed something. Vanessa wasn’t afraid for Lucas. She was afraid the truth would be discovered.
— Vanessa… why are you afraid of us opening this cast? he asked slowly.
Vanessa’s face turned pale. Lucas whimpered weakly:
— Dad… they’re still moving…
Rosa switched on the tool. The cast began to crack apart. Lucas screamed in terror.
— They’re inside…
Thomas held his son’s shoulders, trembling.
— Forgive me… I’m sorry…
Lucas looked at him through tears.
— You tied me up…
Finally, the cast split open. First, a horrible stench filled the entire room. Then dark, wet stains appeared. And suddenly—
Dozens of red ants began crawling out of the cast. What happened next terrified everyone… 👇 Read the rest in the first comment. 👇 👇
But a few seconds later, something moved again inside the opened cast. Madame Rosa stepped back in horror. Hidden beneath the damp bandages was a small bag filled with rotten meat. That was what had been attracting the ants for days. Thomas slowly turned toward Vanessa. His face turned white.
Then Lucas burst into tears:
— She came at night… she put that inside my cast while you were sleeping…
Thomas felt his heart stop.
— Why would you do something like that?! he shouted.
But Vanessa smiled coldly.
— Because if your son disappeared… all the fortune would belong to us.
An icy silence filled the room. Then suddenly—
Thomas clutched his chest with one hand. Blood slowly began dripping from his nose. And Vanessa whispered with a terrifying smile:
— The real poison… was never meant for the child… 😨
