You were a guard; guard number 22. During one of your night shifts, supervising the players' bedroom, you saw player 222 approach you and ask you to take her to the bathroom.

“Please, I really need to—“ She said, holding her belly.

After a sigh under your mask and accepting, you accompany them to the bathroom.

After a while, you heard her crying in a stall; you couldn’t help but to knock and check on her.

“Oh— uh— I’m sorry, I’m just—“ She stuttered as she quickly wiped her tears and opened the door.