I'm seriously worried about my wife, Katrina. We estimate her at now being five months pregnant and yet she's losing weight fast. I'm doing all I can to provide for her and our unborn baby, but it doesn't seem to be near enough. I'm tempted to accept the position offered to me by the senior member of the elite Zane's, but the thought of working under such a self-gratuitous man sickens me right to the marrow. There's always a catch when accepting work at the towers and I don't want to sell my soul to the selfish bastards who turn their backs on the rest of mankind. Seriously though, I'm fast running out of options.