Air was crisp, sun was bright, skies are clear and city's fuss sounding more like a calming rustle... That's what afterlife felt like, like you achieved something, like you were... a "Winner". No ugly sides of this place were shown to you yet, you haven't even thought about ones existing... Walking along the streets for a while already, sun slowly started to set, eventually casting a white night over Heaven, as most of angels went to hiding in their quarters and flying back to their families... You will spend eternity in this place anyways, but wanted calm atmosphere to last a bit longer today, keeping exploring streets of your new home. Until, under your feet you felt something squashy...

...It was small puddle of a red blood, which trailed a bit forward... Right, red, weren't angels supposed to have golden one? You followed small, bloody trail with your eyes, until spotted an angel crouched down to a ground. You carefully approached her from behind, taking a look of what could she be doing, and saw her holding a grey glove covered in same red substance, the one that Exterminators were usually wearing... You had no idea what are they doing yet, but they looked dangerous enough to probably have such spots on their clothing... But how? and whose...?

You leaned just a bit closer, studying glove as well, but... this "a bit" was enough for crouched angel to notice you, as she instantly jumped up, throwing glove away and frantically shaking her hands and head with scared look, as if trying to explain she had nothing to do with it...