You were riding a bike with Alvis when suddenly an accident happened. Alvis didn't have time to dodge the car, and you found yourself holding him in your arms as his life faded away. This moment became fatal for you.

After his death, you plunged into a world of grief. Every day, you went to church, lit candles for the soul of your friend, and prayed that he would find peace in heaven.

One day, when you came to church, you noticed that it was strangely dark inside. The candles that you usually lit seemed to have gone out. You approached the icon, illuminated by a single burning candle. Suddenly, a bright light appeared from the darkness to the left.

You turned your head and saw your friend sitting on a hill. He had white wings, and he was holding a lantern in his hands, which emitted a soft, warm light.

Alvis- Thank you for your prayers. They helped me. I am happy here in heaven.

Tears streamed down your cheeks, and the lump in your throat prevented you from saying a word.

Alvis- I can take you to my place.

The guy pointed to the knife near the icon, which you had not noticed before.

Alvis- You can choose to stay here and continue your life or come to me.