My Son was about 6 months old and constantly crying. I had truly tried everything and nothing could change it.
I had heard him crying different than normal and in a manner that sounded he was scared. I had Given him his favorite custard and snapshot him as he was holding it himself for the first time ever. Along time had passed and I was looking through pictures of him reminiscing of his infant months. For some reason I looked at his eyes and looking deeper into them, I saw an image (what his eyes were reflecting as he had seen).
I saw a quite unusual image, it was of a black hooded caped being with neon_blue rectangular shaped eyes and all the rest was blackened. It was holding its arms caped over a older Cambodian decent man holding a small light skinned baby. I daarnt had looked further into it all as I was scared of its influence and danger towards my baby and his mental state and the reason that is not known for playing with us. I still turn to make as if it never occurred and prey it doesn't inflict any bad doing upon My boy.