After punching Lenalee, Silverton built up her courage and apologized for her actions, much to Lenalee's disliking. After Kanda went against Lenalee and supported Silverton instead, Lenalee put on an act of pity; an act that Lavi, the Bookman's successor, could easily see through.

"Run, Nova! RUN!" Silverton pleaded.

A thundering bang.
Spattered blood on the walls.
A deafening scream.
A family photograph.

"It's your FAULT!"
"You did this!"
"You're fault!"
"YOU'RE FAULT!"

Silverton's eyes shot open as she sat up in bed. She was in a cold sweat and had hot tears burning her skin as they rolled down her red cheeks. Her breathing was unsteady and her heart had been pounding against her chest painfully hard. She wiped her face with her clammy hands and threw her dizzy head back against her pillow. *"The same reoccurring dream again…"*

She checked the time. It was 6:52. Was it the morning or the evening? Silverton never knew her whereabouts when she woke up, since she always woke up at weird times. For all she knew, she could have been sleeping for days. She stood up and stretched and walked over to the window, opening her curtains. She saw the sun. Was it rising or setting? Was this east or west? "Damn it…" she yawned. She hated the confusion.

The brown haired girl lazily changed into a tank top and her usual white pants and cautiously walked out of her room, without any shoes or socks and without brushing her matted hair. She slumped forward, dragging her feet with each step, and placed her hand on the railing. She looked down into the deep pit below her. There were a few floors with dorms both above and beneath her in the octagon shaped area. Every floor looked the same and every doorway was identical. She silently chuckled, and then she belted out, "Helloooooooooooooo!" Her voice echoed throughout the open space as it ricocheted off the stone walls. She was waiting for someone to barge out of their room and tell her to shut up. Although she was expecting Kanda, she found someone else completely.

"Um…hello? Could you please help me..?" A woman's voice answered from one of the hallways.

Silverton looked up to the floor directly above her and saw the woman looking down at her with worried eyes.

"Um, I'm so sorry…I'm lost, I can't find my room…I'm new here, my name is Miranda Lotto…" Miranda reached down to shake hands with Silverton, and let out a mix between a shriek and a yelp as she clumsily stumbled over the railing.

"Whoa, hey!" Silverton grabbed the airborne Miranda's hand and caught her, leaving Miranda dangling over the edge with an empty pit beneath her.

"I'm so sorry!" The woman cried as she was pulled to safety.

"Nah…" Silverton panted. "Don't mention it…Damn, you gave me a scare…"

"I didn't mean to! I'm such an idiot!"

"Yo, it's cool, seriously." She dusted herself off. "Your name was…Amanda, was it?"

"Miranda, actually." She held out her hand. "I'm new here at the Black Order. I've only been an exorcist for about a month and I'm afraid I still don't quite know my way around HQ…"

"Oh, nice meeting you," Silverton shook her hand. "Uh, I don't think I'll be much help at finding your room. I'm new here too, been here for…maybe a week..?" *"Depending on how long I've been sleeping…"* she thought.

"Are you a part of the science division?"

"No, I'm an exorcist."

Miranda smiled. "Really? Where is your innocence?"

"Well, you can't really see it." Silverton answered.

Miranda tilted her head. "Why not?"

"Because it's-"

"Oh, hey Miranda. I see you've met Silverton." A voice interrupted.

Miranda turned and smiled at the man who spoke to her. "Good morning, Section Leader Reever."

Silverton let out a sigh of relief. *"Good, it's morning. I woke up at a decent time…for once."*

Reever set down the large stack of papers he had been carrying. "Oh, General Tiedoll is looking for you Silverton. He's in the training area."

Reever was one of the first people Silverton met when she'd arrived at the Black Order. She'd gotten a chance to speak with him a few times when he'd given her directions to her room. He was one of the few people who didn't mind the situation she'd had with Lenalee.

"Oh, The training area…which is where, exactly?" The brown haired girl questioned as she scratched her head.

He sighed. "Alright, as soon as I deliver these documents to the chief, I'll show you there myself."