A figure stands before him, tall, in the shadows with an out-stretched hand which He grabs onto and is helped to his feet.
“I saw you wondering around the city, nasty accident you were in” The man said quietly
He now looks at the man more closely, he sees what he can discern as wings on his back and an aurora emanating off of him.
“Yeah I guess you can call it an accident” He responds
“I also saw what you did at that apartment, frightening stuff” The man says
“Who are you” He asks
“I go by many names but I think my most well-known is Fear” The man said in a low voice
“Fear? so I’m guessing you’re not an angel here to bring me to heaven” He said disappointedly
“I’m quite the opposite of an angel” Fear said with fire in his eyes
The two stand perfectly still, staring each other down in the dirty ally
“What do you want from me” He says, trying to break the silence