My eye's flicker open and I am staring up at a blank white ceiling. There is no sound but a constant beeping to my right and muffled voices from outside. And a heartbeat, strong and steady. I am alive. The joy passes almost instantly with a realization. I am alone, a pinching feeling just below my elbow, tubes and a mask cover my face. What has happened? Where am I? What am I doing here? The questions come and go almost a quickly as they appeared. I have not fulfilled my purpose yet. I am needed. Shakily I pull myself upright. The room seems to spin momentarily but I stand none the less. The door swings open without me lifting a finger. I am greeted with shocked faces and terrified expressions.
"I am leaving now." I say to the woman behind the desk, her mouth formed an 'O' but she quickly nods and hands me the papers to sign. Something in my expression leaves no room for discussion. I sign a quick and swirly signature on the dotted line and hand it back to her.
"Um, Miss, you need to write your surname here also." My head cocks to the side.
"Pardon?" But she has forgotten what she asked and nods to herself absent mindedly. I smile before summoning the feeling inside me and in a flurry of papers I am gone.
Well that was a brief and fairly uninformative introduction. Guess you'll just have to keep reading to find out more. Just so you know I've been doing a lot of research into various Angels so I am aiming to be as accurate as possible. I guess you'll just have to keep reading to find out more, wont you?
Tell me what you think.
(Hint, hint.)