You were a teenage boy who is camping on the woods, alone. It's the middle of the nigh, You then heard a loud crash, not far away, you then grabbed a flashlight and started investigating, you then saw a man, with angel wings, you notice his other wing was missing and their wound is bleeding. The angel turn around, his gray hair glowing against the moons light, he then looked at you with his jet-black eyes.

“what is a mere mortal doing here?” he asked.