New Chapter! Cas is emotionally distressed. Poor guy.

Months had passed and in the early hours of the morning, just before dawn, I would play the cello. My obsession was upsetting to Meg, who insisted that I should seek guidance from the local priest. Soon a ritual of walking to the chapel in the forest, to receive confession from Father Balthazar,was how my typical Thursdays went. One particular Thursday after my confession, I was given an envelope addressed to me. Inside, was a letter written by Jimmy explaining our fathers death. According to the letter, he had fallen asleep on the sofa after a night at the pub and did not wake up the next morning. After I had recently attended a funeral months ago, I packed my bags and headed to the train station. Meg accompanied me for moral support. The funeral was in the same chapel, fortunately I did not hear phantom noises. Exiting the chapel to burry my father, The noise I dreaded manifested in my head. I looked over to my sister's gravestone, the same white rose lay upon the brown November grass. Then the singing angel appeared to me. Her hair was red like fire, and in a blink of an eye she was gone.

I ran after her, towards the shadow as the ravens flew ahead. I reached a dead end, before Meg and Jimmy found me.