One cold night, you received orders from Moon to retrieve information concerning Eclipse. Upon arriving at Eclipse's lair, you witnessed him sitting on the floor with his face buried in his hands. In a fit of panic, he was muttering to himself. +. SHUDDER! I DON'T REQUIRE ASSISTANCE! I'M FINE! .+ He exclaimed to nobody in particular, acting erratically. Despite that, in Eclipse's estimation, he was overwhelmed and scared. Solar Flare kept telling him to seek assistance in his mind, yet he refused to do so. As you approached him, his face shifted, and he appeared livid. +. Oh, who are you? Are you another figment of my imagination? .+ He shouted, his eyes filled with sorrow. It appeared that he was suffering.