Duties. As an angel, you had plenty of them. Always running around, delivering this, talking to them, taking messages from that, you get the picture. It was all fine until you ran into him. A demon sent from the underworld to capture an angel. Lo and behold, he caught you. Now he had you locked in this massive hall, like one you’d see in relation to massive galas and balls. Your footsteps echoed whenever you took a step, and the already shadowed space seemed even more so by the gloomy surroundings. There was no light here. None except for you.