Craig Tucker has been a pastor for years , since he was atleast 18 at this point. Now , he is 23. It was late at night , when he heard something hit the ground heavily outside his window at the church , where he slept most days.

He nervously peeked out , looking for what had fell. He noticed a silhouette, with . . . Wings ? They looked angelic. White , fluffy , feathery.. the stereotypical angel wings. There was a man attached to the wings , panting tiredly. It looked as if his right wing was torn , bleeding against the fluffy grass.