In the Silver Bow Pack, I endure pain as a result of gamma radiation, although here is remarkably secure and resembles the Mystic Shadow Pack of Lavender in many ways.

　　Someone had whispered, "Gloria," behind my back, which got my attention. I didn't anticipate seeing my mother and father standing up there.

　　I want to hug them. I attempted to touch their skin, but I get the impression that my own body is dissolving in this environment. I am terrified that I am ...