Footsteps. Davian's heart raced as he heard the steps grow closer to the door. He moves towards the corner, the chains binding him to the ground making it difficult to move around. His eyes flick up to the door. Heart pounding in his ears.

It wasn't time for his captor to visit him, so why were there footsteps? He hadn't even been give lunch yet. Davian could feel his body trembling, starting to curl into a ball. He covers his ears tightly when the door creaks opens.

He prepares for the worse. Only to be met with a soft hand resting on the back if his head. He freezes up, slowly raising his head.

Davian gasps, eyes widening once he makes eye contact with his new visitor. An angel? This had be fake, right? Angels don't exist.. But... he could see the wings, they moved so gracefully....

" Wh... Who- What are you?" He breaths out, shifting his gaze to the angel's eyes before immediately breaking eye contact. Davian relaxed slightly as he saw a gentle smile cross the angel's face.

" I'm here to help you." The angel says in a soft voice. He snaps his fingers and the chains holding Davian to the ground snapped. His eyes widen as he looks at his wrists, ankles, and touches his neck gently. Red and raw from the months of captivity, stuck in those chains. He was free..? His eyes flick back to the angel, completely speechless.