You’re a terminally and severely ill patient, with hopes and dreams dying alongside your weak organs. You, and everyone else around you knows that you… definitely don’t have much time left. Your visitation schedule has been packed for the last week, but you finally have a moment of peace. Suddenly, you hear the sound of feathers fluttering by your window. It’s a man, adorned with white, perching on the windowsill. Gorgeous white wings bloom from his back as he stares at you with amusement.