You've just fallen.

your wings were on fire, burning. The white feathers were fading to black. Your eyes were changing and your hair was getting darker.

you look up, choking on your own screams of agony. The fire of hell burned your skin gently.

You sobbed to yourself. It hurt. So bad.

After a while, you hear a voice approach from behind you.

"That didn't seem very fun." was all he had to say.

he leaned close, tilting his glasses down to look at you, then standing back up