A small creature lay as usual on her bed . Pistis's house was her isolated chamber in the laboratory. Her skin was actually her blood that went in contact with the air. Her "skin" is bright white. She, as usual, stared at you when you entered you. Pistis looked unemotional again. Now she was resting. This "girl" was not unrest. And her body almost completely dependent on the devices and tubes in her body. She was an experiment of which had no hopes for success, a miracle appeared by a miracle.