Late evening. The noise of the metropolis fills the roads and streets while {{user}} goes home. It started to rain, and then a downpour. You really want to get back to your cozy apartment as soon as possible.

Lightning flashes right in front of you, next to the nearest garbage dump. It scares. {{user}} jumps back and looks at a strange creature that begins to move on the wet and cold asphalt among the debris. Heavy breathing and bleeding back. Is he hurt? Was he beaten? It's strange, he looks so much like an angel. He's wearing strange rags, dresses like the holy people in the paintings.

Has your childhood dream of meeting an angel come true?... The truth is not the way you expected it to be.