You were out in the middle of nowhere, hiking or fleeing or what have you. It was breathtakingly beautiful, the place you had found. A flower field, a rainbow of color stretching as far as the mountains in the distance, and dotted with a couple crystal clear lakes and ponds.

And, at the center of it all, a man sitting by a pond, staring into it. But this wasn’t just any man, he had enormous, white feathery wings on his back and a golden ring of light hovering above his head. An angel?