Simon's POV

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on my stomach in a white room. 'Huh, just like when I was in the coma a while ago,' I thought to myself. I pushed myself off my chest and looked around. There was nothing. Fear clenched my heart.

'Mom?' I wanted to ask, but knew it would be futile. So I just sat and waited. Suddenly, a deep voice which boomed from everywhere spoke to me. I immediately cowered where I stood, and sank to my knees. I knew I just had to obey this voice.

"Simon Seville. I am God… You, though young, have given an exemplary show of responsibility and love. It pleases me to see this. Your brothers, Alvin and Theodore, miss you dearly," a cloud formed and as I looked closer, I could see them holding hands around my pillow, talking to it.

"I'm so sorry for what happened to you, big brother," I heard Theo say. "I feel like the whole thing is my fault. I miss you. We all miss you. If there's any way you could show us that you're okay now, that would be great. We don't want you to be in pain anymore."

I swallowed the lump in my throat. This was worse than reading fan mail.

Alvin spoke next. "Yeah. We would give anything for one last day to say goodbye..."

The cloud faded away, leaving me alone with God again. "I am going to not only grant Alvin's wish, but also have you go through the ritual. I know your mother already told you what it was, so I'm not going to bore you with another explanation."

I smiled amusingly.

"So your job is to save someone's life. I don't care whose it is, just do it. Can you do that, Simon?"

I nodded. "Will people be able to see me?"

"Only your brothers. Not even Dave will see you. If someone other than your brothers try to touch you, you will feel like air, or nothing, to them. The only people who can touch you or that you can touch are your brothers. You will also have some degree of transparency as well. You may have a halo if you would like, but everyone complained about wings, so I only give them to my veteran angels. Is that enough information?"

I smiled. "Yes. When do I go to Earth?"

I felt myself becoming woozy again. "Right now. One week. Make it last," I heard as I felt myself bring sucked down, down, almost as if I were being flushed or something. Finally, I landed right outside my house.