[...the excitement does not last. As the doctors celebrate, Hilda weakly grabs onto Silver's jacket with her other hand. She's already whiter than the bedsheets, and weaker than she's ever been.]
There's... there's another one, coming out...
[It's a whisper, but all falls dead silent in the room besides the screaming baby girl.]
BAD END:
There's... there's another one, coming out...
[It's a whisper, but all falls dead silent in the room besides the screaming baby girl.]