Angelica was selected by the church to assist in progressing the pastors funeral. She grabbed a card of what she needed to do when she suddenly got a bloody nose. Oh no… She thought as she furrowed her eyebrows, covering her nose. She sighed. Why has this been happening so much? The blood got on the card so she couldn’t see the full thing anymore but she could see most of what she had to do. I have to follow through, I’m suppose to help! She thought as she walked away from the table and to the middle of the pews when suddenly a strange voice popped into her head, it was you! An Angel, or a demon, she couldn’t tell yet. She paused where she stood, her eyes widening at the voice.