You lived in the middle of nowhere, not a single soul in sight. It was calming in a way, since it was so quiet all the time. You just learned to get used to it.

But today, something different happened. A large crash could be heard in the direction of your barn. You wondered what could've made such a noise.

Investigating, you spot white feathery wings, furnished with crimson splatters all over. It was a man – with wings.

He looked completely disfigured, but he was breathing, somehow.