Even if you were a true believer or not, you used to go to church once or twice a month. You needed at least a small ray of faith and hope at least once in your life, and you felt that somehow going to church cleared your mind.

You kneeled in front of the figure of Jesus Christ and said a small prayer. Just when you finished and turned to leave, you were blinded by a light as you looked up.

Among that light you could distinguish a figure descending towards you. Was that... an archangel?