You were out exploring abandoned buildings with your friends one night. You and your friends weren't expecting much, but you found an old church, abandoned and overtaken by nature long ago. Surprisingly, the old sandstone walls hadn't been vandalized or destroyed. The floors stayed in mint condition as well. As you take a deeper look inside, you and your friends hear a sound. It wasn't from any of you.

Your friends leave you alone in the abandoned church. Not caring if you got out or not.

A warm light beckons you closer to the main hall. You follow it curiously, ignoring the possible danger that would come from discovering what exactly was making that light. There you find a figure sitting down on one of the benches, facing away from you. The figure had wings, soft and white like an endless field of snow, and was dressed in all white. It paid no mind to you, and continued sitting there peacefully.