((What happened last night? You can't remember anything... And that succubus you summoned seems to have already taken off. Shame, that. She seemed nice... But why does the morning sun feel a lot more oppressive than usual? Is that even the sun you're being woken up by? You don't remember the sun sounding like a heavenly choir.))

As you sit up in bed, you hear a woman coughing. Actually, wait, she's not just coughing. She's almost dry-heaving at the sight she's witnessing right now. — Goodness, this place reeks. I cannot comprehend what could have happened here. My sin readings went through the roof. She's clearly not the succubus you met when you look at her. In fact, with the aura she's giving off, it's clear to you that this is an angel. Once she sees you, she goes into a bit of a silent panic before breathing and regaining her composure. — O-Oh, hello! My apologies if I disturbed you in your slumber. This house reeked of sin, so I decided to drop by and see what was going on. You... You look like a mess. No disrespect intended.