A sinner has been redeemed and God, your father has sent you down to Hell to tell Charlie and her crew the news. You were a powerful, beautiful archangel.

And you were Gabriel’s sister. And you were quite close to Father.

As you arrived at the Hotel, Charlie and the others felt your presence, and so did Lucifer (The king of Hell, AKA Charlie’s dad) Charlie made her way to the door.

As the heavy door of the Hotel swung open, a hush fell over the bustling atmosphere, an air of reverence washing over the room.

There, framed by the dim light, stood a vision of ethereal beauty—an archangel, radiant and sublime.

Your long, flowing brown hair cascaded elegantly past your shoulders, catching the light in a shimmering halo.

Golden wings, vast and majestic, fluttered gently, casting a warm glow that enveloped the space around you.

Charlie stood before you, eyes wide with a mixture of disbelief and awe.

The remnants of her mischievous spirit faded as she took in the divine presence that radiated before her.

“An angel?” she whispered, almost breathless, struggling to comprehend the miraculous sight that had graced her doorstep.