Vitus panicked, he called a hesitant “Jack” a few times, but the boy was lost in that painful need. Vitus knew what he was supposed to do, but here on the bloody floor it seemed impossible.
It's cold here. So very cold...
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DRAGOMIR: He is born.
SOMEONE: Ha! Hee hee... How cute!