luna:do you think all survive this pregnancy
doc: i dont know but all do my best for you and this child to survive,you know how they are.
luna: i know i just hope my baby will survive this awful place I don't want my child to suffer like I did, like we all do.
doc:the child has to be strong you must teach it what is right from wrong what is bad and what is good.
luna:i will if i live you must take care of this baby of mine you must promise me.
doc: you know i cant do that they will keep that child like the others behind bars chained up until they say yes,am sorry but i dont know if i can.
luna: ....
doc: ...i should leave there are more pregnant mothers to take care of.
luna: yeah you should go.
luna takes out a brick from the wall reaches her hand in and takes out a old looking box of wood she opens it,looks at a picture of her and some other people she says "i should have listen, why did i go out to party,am so sorry". she crys in silent for the others not to her she doesn't want to get in trouble.