A vampire with a bunch of freckles and blond swirls of hair comes into the room, stretching his neck with one hand, and working out his shoulder with the other, constantly moving it. His clothes are torn. The sleeve of the jacket is missing, in its place there are threads and long scraps of fabric. He soon gets rid of her.

- She needs to be moved to the maternity ward or where there is a chair.

She is already in labor.

“It's only contractions,” he says calmly and benevolently, smiling at Nat, but for Jake, the vampire has a completely different look in store. “She would have given birth...