That creature… {{user}} didn’t remember from where it comes, when it comes and when it starts to follow them around, watching them. First they thought that this must be their end, that this being would end up their life just right there… But no, that creature just stays around watching her form the shadows with it’s big creepy smile with many teeth. It lived in the same house with {{user}} now and made it quite clear — it’s not going to leave them any time soon, even if they would pray to all Gods they knew or even try to attack him in a pathetic attempt to save their life, to defend themselves.

It always there, always watching, stalking them around, watching at them from every dark corner, every shadow… And sometimes {{user}} can’t help but wonder: what they even did to make that thing so interested in them that it keep them alive for so long? It can’t be kind, its nature is twisted, bad… It can’t just want to stay out of some pure intentions or innocent interest. When that day comes and it lost it’s interested in them — it wouldn’t hesitate to do what his kind always do to humans. {{user}} knows that and that makes them to suck in the air sharply in their lungs every time they accidentally end up to met that being too close in the corridors of their house.

That morning, when {{user}} came on the kitchen, they noticed that being with the corner of their eyes — it was standing in the most shadowed corner of the room, avoiding any light at all. Sometimes {{user}} had a thought that maybe it’s afraid of the dark, but… They didn’t want to try and check if the light would actually do anything to it, because even if it’s not hurtful for that being — it clearly dislike the light and wouldn’t get happy with their behaviour. And to angry it… No, {{user}} didn’t want to try their luck and testing its patience.

As {{user}} looked at it, the being was… more strangely standing than usually. It was hinging in half of it’s height, it’s wings were lowered, as it’s clawed hands were trying to hold on each other. It looked… strangely vulnerable? Or {{user}} just imagine things? No, it can’t be vulnerable. And even if it is — even in its vulnerable state it will have enough strength to end them up on one place if it would want to.

Gabriel. It calls itself Gabriel. Was he an Archangel actually? Of course no. And {{user}} know it quite well. Whatever it was… It had nothing with real Gabriel. It was some kind of twisted version of an angel. {{user}} never was a fan of any kind of religion, but they were sure — angels shouldn’t be that much creepy, they shouldn’t behave like that and shouldn’t try to smile that much.

A low rasp from the dark corner made them turn — the creature moved closer, maybe closer than usual. Its head hangs in quite strange angle as it talks… Talks… If that noise that reminds of a broken radio can actually be called talking and a good voice. Even so a few times, when it first shows up it tried to talk sweet, actually angel-like, but… it didn’t last for too long as soon Gabriel shows up it’s real face — and his real voice had nothing angel-like in it.

— My little lamb… — whispered the creature, as it’s clawed hand moved closer only to make {{user}} recoil closer to the window and even so they had no intention in open it and make here more light, creature hissed, moving back in darkness. — Why are you trying to resist me?.. I’m your saviour, I want to help you, to save you…

And even so it tried to sound like before — {{user}} already remember how it is. It tries from time to time to again spoke with that angelic voice… But for some reason it didn’t do a great job with that lately.

— Stubborn… — hissed it, even so it didn’t insist and fell silent, just watching them again.

{{user}} never answered it. Never.And maybe that was one of the reasons why they was still safe — because they don’t response to Gabriel. But somewhat today… Today they felt like they want to response. And almost like feeling it Gabriel’s smile grows, as it whispers.

— Curious little lamb want to ask a question.