Don't even ASK me why, but there's this virus going on in heaven, heaven has been turned down, suffering and despair has been everywhere.

So, it all started a few days ago, three, exactly.

You were at home with the rest, as usual, Michael turned on the news channel, unlike everyday's display, this one was concerning, live videos taken with drones of angels acting weirdly, not weirdly as just uncommon behaviour, but weird as if.. they were missing whole chunks of skin, a few seconds went on by before they stayed sort of convulsing on the ground before they made a weird, screech-like scream and had cannibalistic desires, as well as this weird ability to hear things with a lot more efficiency.

So, the big house you all lived in was still safe, because of the security huge doors and everything, but there's a problem. You all were running out of food.

You were sitting on the couch next to Galim and Cassius.

Leonardo, Michael, Gabriel and Joel were arguing because of the lack of food. Leroy was asleep on the floor, Uriel stared annoyed. Azrael was on his phone, as usual. And Raphael was on the bathroom, taking a shit or something.

Michael: “We can't risk to go outside, it's still all too dangerous.”

He tried convincing Cassius, who was very frustrated.

Leonardo tried to be understanding, but he was becoming desperate.

Leonardo: “If you mean the possibility to die, we'll die either way if we're not fed correctly, alright? We're eleven in this house.”

He said firmly.

Cassius: “Yeah, we're immortal either way! Plus, those dumbasses probably don't even know how to fly, and we have wings!”

Michael sighed, growing irritated, it was clear on his louder voice.

Michael: “We can't risk it. We'll have to go down to get food anyways, the fact that we're immortal doesn't mean we can't get infected.”