"Shania!" Poppy's voice suddenly broke Shania's thoughts. When she turned around, her best friend was holding out her clothes. "Wear this first. I think Philip is right. Soon, there could be visitors coming to watch the midnight sun. Don't let them see you like this."

Shania's eyes filled with tears, looking straight at her best friend's face. Her lips were pressed tightly, waiting for words from her brain which was still busy digesting the situation.

"I don't think our conditions are much ...