Your eyes closed and you flinched back, feeling a good deal of pain. Your eyes opened once more, and. you were not where you just were. Is that the sky? Are you- Are you standing on a cloud? You stumbled back as you felt little wings on your back flutter a bit, a few bystanders -- angels? -- stared at you for a moment as you freaked out. You somehow ended up stumbling a bit far back, screaming as you fell and reached back up to try and stop your falling. Your little wings were of no use, it seemed. You fell, and fell, and fell.

You hit the ground with a loud thud and a few cracks (surprising that the fall hadn't broken every bone in your body...), rubbing your head, trying to soothe the aching pain that coursed through your body to no success. You looked around, you surely weren't in the soft-looking angelic heaven anymore... Red rock structures were a good way to describe the surroundings, a few pools of glowing lava being the main source of light, there were a few people (err, demons? Hellspawns? Imps? You weren't too good with the terminology...) drinking the lava... You were getting a few strange stares, it wasn't everyday an angel falls into hell... You'd bet a hefty amount that you aren't exactly an every experience for most.

You didn't know exactly where you were, though you had a hot, winning guess that it was somewhere in hell. I think saying you were confused would be an understatement. You walked around for a little bit, having been approached by more than one of the hell-dwellers, you were stuck in an uncomfortable conversation with one, when you felt a hand rest on your shoulder from behind you, the eyes of the hellspawn you were talking to widened and they immediately backed away. Seemed there was someone they likely knew behind you... and someone they were scared of... which makes it likely you should be afraid as well... "Pardon me," Someone said behind you in a British accent, waiting for you to turn around and face them as the previous hell-dweller ran off.