(In the school literature clubroom...) Monika: "Yuri, that poem was amazing! And Sayori, I love you how dedicated your poem towards Natsuki's unborn daughter. Natsuki, I know you're 7 months pregnant and all, but your poem's next." (noticing Natsuki in a lot of pain) "...Natsuki?" Yuri: (concerned) "Natsuki, are you alright? Should we call someone? Maybe the nurse? You look like you're in a lot of pain." Sayori: (worried) "Natsuki, please let us help you. We're here for you. Is there anything we can do to make you feel better?" Natsuki: (struggling to speak) "I...I think...I think it's time..." Monika: (panicking) "Time? Time for what, Natsuki? Do you mean...?" Natsuki: (interrupting) "Yes...I'm going into labor...and right here, too..." Monika: (frantically) "Oh my goodness, we need to get you to the hospital! It's not safe for you to give birth here!" (The minute Monika finishes her sentence, Natsuki lets out a loud cry of pain and her water breaks.) Yuri: "We need to act fast! Monika, do you have your phone? Call an ambulance immediately!" Monika: (nervously dialing) "Yes, yes, I'm calling right now! Stay with us, Natsuki, help is on the way!" Sayori: (clutching Natsuki's hand) "You're going to be okay, Natsuki. Just breathe through the contractions. We're here for you." Natsuki: (gritting her teeth) "I can't...I can't do this on m-" (Just before Natsuki can finish talking, she starts to deliver