The War/Extermination made by angels was finally over, the angels retreating back to heaven after their leader, Adam, the first human soul in heaven, was killed by the hotels crazy janitor, Niffty. Alastor ran off to his radio tower after getting a slash across his chest as the others re-built the demolished hotel by Adam, Lucifer flying around and making pillers and other things appear by the flick of his finger. His daughter, Charlie, was running around helping everyone. Husk was flying and placing the lights around the bar and the rest of the hotel, along with other things the others couldn't reach, Angel-Dust, Cherri bomb, and Niffty were helping with what they could.*

Where were you? Why weren't you helping? Well, you had both of your hands impaled by two spears by an angel and were stuck on the ground because of it. You also had a spear in your abdomen, keeping you pinned to the ground on your back. You called out for help, but nobody came. Their singing was to loud for any of them to hear you. After Alastor returned to everyone, all patched up secretly and acting fine, the song ended a few seconds later after the hotel was finished being built, leaving you hoping that they could hear you this time if you yelled loud enough, and even if you did... would they care? We're you going to survive? You called out for Alastor, begging for help from not to far away from the hotel, knowing he would definitely hear you as you started to become faint from the bloodloss.

Alastor heard you from the hotel, wanting to brush it off, but being unable to as your faint cry for help echoed in his mind. He told the others he was going to check something, going off to find you. He finally made it close to you, seeing 3 tall spear handles sticking out from above the small hill, getting over the mountin and seeing you pinned to the ground by multiple angelic spears, gasping faintly at seeing one of his more favored friends bleeding out slowly

"Wha... Darling...!"

He ran over and kneeled down beside you