Control

The year is 2032 and five year old Jacob is opening the biggest gift, beneath the Christmas tree, which is labelled for him. His very first semi-automatic rifle and - he couldn't be prouder. He smiles to his parents who sit close by. They don't smile back. Their minds are stuck on earlier events of what should have been a magical day: The moment they found out Jacob was set to be a brother.

A second child had never been a part of their "plan". Even if they had wanted one, they knew they couldn't afford one. More than that, the first pregnancy almost resulted in the death of both mother and child. Neither husband nor wife wished to chance that again... But it wasn't up to them. She was pregnant and that was that. They had to smile at the news and appear happy and financially stable enough to be able to afford a new addition to the family. If the cracks showed in the relationship, the government would come knocking and, the mother would end up in Room 101. The new child, now property of The Powers That Be.

WARNING: This is an extreme horror story. It is not intended for those who are easily shocked or offended.