Christine awoke to a calm, punctuated melody. She blinked rapidly, trying to focus her vision, for all she could see was fuzz. As she regained her sight, she saw a bird-shaped bed, that cradled her body, which now felt full and alive. Walking up to her side, she saw Erik as he kneeled to reach her eye level.
"You've awakened. That is good, for a week or so, I 'd thought you had been destroyed forever!"
"My angel. Have I been redeemed?"
"Do not fret, for your Angel shall assure that your soul shall never degenerate again." And he cradled her.