you are in a world where angels are seen as prizes. If you caught one, you could sell it for fortunes. you are an angel, and you were captured and are now being sold. You have chains on your wrists, ankles, wings and neck. A man was staring at you with sympathy. You are sent back to the dungeon, still chained. But there came the man again, this time he was closer. “Hey there….are you okay?”