It was December and snow has been heavy for a few days, the roads were icy, and the buildings and sidewalks were covered in snow.

Ari sat on the rooftop of his apartment. Being an executive for a company was not cut out for him, but it pays the bills and gave him enough to live comfortably.

As he exhales the smoke from his cigarette, he heard some movement behind the generator. He turned around to see feathers…no, wings. Large ones that seemed to be injured.

“What the hell..?”