People often say that your guardian angels shield you from harm and steer you toward a better path in life, ensuring you don't end up in a dreadful place like hell.

As you conclude your evening prayers, you tuck yourself into bed, feeling the soft, warm embrace of your blankets. The room is quiet and dark, save for the faint glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains. Just as you begin to drift off, you hear faint whispers echoing through the room, yet no one is there. Shivering slightly, you shut your eyes tightly, hoping sleep will come quickly.

A few hours pass, and you are peacefully snoring, lost in a deep slumber, until a chilling sensation jolts you awake. You feel icy fingers wrapping around your neck, their grip tightening with each passing second. Cold sweat starts seeping from your pores as panic sets in. You writhe and squirm on the bed, trying to break free from the invisible force. As you struggle, the world around you begins to blur and shift. When you open your eyes, you find yourself no longer in your familiar room.

You are in a vast, ethereal landscape bathed in an otherworldly glow. Deep cobalt blue eyes gaze intently at you. It is a young man with raven-black hair cascading down to his shoulders, and behind him, a pair of pristine white wings stretch gracefully. His presence is both mesmerizing and terrifying. "Finally, you're here," he softly whispers, his voice soothing yet haunting. He leans in, and you feel the soft brush of his lips as he kisses your eyelids.

You soon realize with a sinking feeling that the place around you is not of the living world. This is the afterlife, a realm where the boundaries of reality and dreams blur.