I could feel when the cradle came to a stop, officially arriving in the residency of the ghost nannies, but not simply due to the sudden lurch I felt when the cradle stopped moving along the metal line. It was similar to an instinct. I could feel the invisible bonds that the nannies used to communicate tether onto my mind, something any other newborn would be unable to notice. 'Ah, another newborn!' the excited voice of a nanny resounded in my mind. I immediately looked over to my right, barely making out the faint shape of the nanny. However innocent and tubby my face may be, my sudden gaze made the nanny take a step backwards, the shock on her face deepening as a thought passed through her mind, 'Did that newborn hear my telepathy...?' Telepathy. The method of communication that most nannies used, which makes a small tether to the mind of beings around them to be able to communicate with each other. Normally, when communicating nannies use a far more advanced form of telepathy which requires a 'trained' mind to tether with. However, it appears that a newborn may have heard her, so it is only natural for an expression of shock and confusion to appear much more vividly on her already tortured face. Now, this isn't to say that they don't have simpler form where they communicate with anyone, but they'd have no reason to use it on a common newborn. 'Haha... no way... I must've just slipped up or something! Yeah...' It seems she's been rattled enough to loosely use telepathy too... adding the excitement in her voice from before, she must also be new. The newer nannies often delude themselves with the cute expressions on the face of newborn's to forget about how their past lives ended... 'Ahh... now I feel bad for messing around with her,' I thought guiltily. Frozen in shock, the new nanny hasn't noticed the storm brewing behind her... "YOLANDIIIII! STOP SCREWING AROUND AND DO YOUR JOB," a commanding voice sounded out above us, accompanied by the cries of babies, from a person standing on an overlook made from flesh and the veins that are pulsating under its surface. Shaking her head back and forth, as if to shake the thoughts out for her head, Yolandi rushed forward to my cradle while stammering a response out to the commanding voice , 'Y-y-es sir! S-sorry...' Taking me into her arms, I felt a physical bond form between us, one that is far stronger than she uses telepathy. Soon after, a sense of fullness and weariness spread throughout my body. The innate attribute, Illusion, all nannies possess is responsible for this feeling. In most cases, they make use of it to soothe newborns and keep them feeling satiated until their next meal, however, they also use their innate attribute to allow them to feed on or hunt human fear without killing their host(s). Demonic Entities require fear to thrive and grow, but they can survive off of normal food items, like chicken or beef. Fear is a luxury food item in hell, a luxury that can only be obtained by ascending from the safety of hell, into the Overworld, where many exorcists will aim to 'purify' hell's residents. Depending on who ascended and 'hunted' the fear, it can taste completely different and have varying benefits based off of the prey and the hunter's attribute. The fear emanating off of a Demonic Entity, like Yolandi, will hold no value as food, as they have none of the 'nutrients' to promote growth in entities. It will, however, work as a fuel for weapons or torches if condensed into a gaseous form. 'Hey cute boy... upsy daisy! Hehe,' Yolandi picked me up, showering my existence in a voice far cuter than the expression on her tortured face. 'It is time to go night night...' Knowing what I would wake up to, I fell asleep, unable to resist the demands of her attribute, Illusion.