I gasped and pressed against the wall clutching my dress in my small feeble hands encrusted with blood A few feet away from me lay the body of Mr.B the light's that where always lit from his mask that gave her comfort were long gone and only left a hollow black abyss. In front of me stood a man A Tan coloured sweat shirt adored his ragged dark looking figure, his face was dark as he held a bloody wrench in his left hand and a Small hand gun in the other. The figure moved twords me his face sinister and cruel I let out a light squeak and rushed over to Mr.B's body stumbling as I did. I clutched the cold metal of his bloody drill that used to protect me and shook it hoping that if i shook hard enough Mr.B would spring to life and attack the slowly aproching man. But his eye's stayed lifeless and dull ofering no protectiong from deaths cruel vice like grip. A large hand scooped around my waist and hosted me up to look at the Murder of her protector. His eyes where narrowed and a Sly smile was displayed on his fetures. He raised a dirty dark hand to place on my head. My eyes widend as a raised my hands and pushed the fingures away," No No No! Mr.B Help me!", I screamed at the corpse below me as i tried to fight off the ofender. He pushed my small hands away and placed a soft warm hand on my scalpe i thought i was going to die untill his hand started to glow a red colour and the veins over my body as well it felt as though I was Floating on a Cloud as though I was an angel that lay in the dark rooms of Rapture. I closed my eyes leting the feeling over take me.

I opened my eyes, my vison was blurry as i looked at my... tan hands. I looked over my body quickly finding no blood stain or grey skin anywere. I looked to my side where a broken mirror lay and met eyes with a normal human girl no longer possed by the power in angels bellys. The man was in front of me now crouched down to eye level his blonde hair Showing his kind loving expresion. he helped me to my feet and urged me to the Hole where Mr. B Would put me to bed every night. But I diden't want to leave. I started to bawl on the ground as the tall man stood and started to leave His eyes looked me over again sorrowful until he sighed and waded over and hoisted me up onto his broad shoulders I smiled and leaned into his hair and Whispered," Where to Mr.B?".