This is the second of two airdrops that expand upon "Sadness."

Surrounded. The sharp sound of metal clashing against metal rings in her ears in the pitch darkness of the night. Gold tinted images of fatigued faces appear under closed eyelids. And as her head falls to the pillow, the perpetual feeling of being surrounded clings to her shoulders, chest, and waist. There must be salvation for the people. While they war, she will embark on a journey, to find peace.