'Her genetic condition rendered her skin extremely vulnerable to the light produced by the Sun. She was forced to live under the shade of a protective umbrella, a constant accessory that kept out damaging rays and also the world. She was ridiculed and shunned for both her affliction and the ever-present umbrella. Rejected by society, she began to talk to herself - at first inaudible mumbles, then vocal conversations - and her umbrella began to respond.
When she was informed that her condition had miraculously been cured, she was mistrustful. She continued to live under her umbrella, and instead of merely responding to her rantings, the synthetic canopy now incessantly whispered judgements and condemnations about those around her. Its words grabbed and tugged at her sanity, stripping her of her ability to approach the world.
She became a recluse, a servant to the biddings of the umbrella, her lifelong companion, unwavering protector, and sole confidant.” -M.D.Walter