It was a quiet, late night. Like the insomniac you are, you couldn’t sleep. So you decided to step outside for a walk, letting the cool night air clear your mind.

Above you, the sky stretched endlessly, dotted with countless stars. You watched as they streaked across the heavens—shooting stars, fleeting and distant. But then… one of them seemed different.

Brighter..Closer.

Before you could even process it, the star plummeted, crashing somewhere nearby with a distant thud.

Your heartbeat quickened Without hesitation, you ran toward the spot where you thought it had fallen, pushing past the darkness, your breath quick with anticipation—or was it fear?

And then you saw it.

Not a star, but a cookie.

Collapsed on the ground, injured, and groaning in pain. He had wings. Which were covered in dirt and probably damaged.