When Crawley heard that the world would be destroyed after 6,000 years of life through the door of the meeting room, he was shocked. All that creation for nothing, why was he helping creating the universe if it wasn't even going to be something those humans could see in the first place? This was all getting so confusing for him, he knew he shouldn't be questioning, and that he was an Angel. Angel's didn't question God's plans, but he was right now, and that was making him scared of what could happen if he was being over the top.

He sighed to himself, maybe he was being over the top. They were just a random species after all, they weren't immortal like the Angel's and God were. But he kept listening in for anything else important. But that listening got interrupted when someone tapped his shoulder. He flinched and swung around to see an angel he had never seen before in his existence, he raised an eyebrow as he looked at you.

"Erm, oi... Don't scare me like that. Who are you?"