Later that day, Ethan walked into the lunch room to find Benny sitting by himself, not even touching his food. Knowing Benny and his love for food, this appeared not to be a good sign. It also didn't put Ethan at ease for what he was about to tell his best friend.

"Hey, there," Ethan said awkwardly, giving Benny a light punch on his arm.

Benny, clearly confused at Ethan's behavior, responded by lightly punching his friend back. "Hey, there...buddy."

"How are you, uh...how are you holding up?"

"Okay. Spit it out." Benny pulled the chair out for Ethan to sit in, but the latter made no attempt to sit down. "Sit. Having you stand over me makes me feel like prey."

Ethan sat tentatively, clutching his lunch tray for support. "You have to promise what I'm about to tell you will not cause you to freak out."

"I promise."

"Pinky promise?"

"I'm a man. I don't pinky promise. I promise on my comic book collection that I will not freak out."

Ethan seemed to take this as a sufficient response, and took a deep breath before he told Benny about his vision pertaining to Fayette. "Right, well, this morning I ran into Fayette. Like, physically ran into her. I dropped her books, and while I was helping her pick them up, I touched her hand and had a vision..."

Benny's heart started to beat faster with nervous anticipation. "Go on."

Ethan kept opening and closing his mouth, like a fish out of water gasping for air. Benny just knew he was searching for words, but it still didn't put his mind at ease. "She... um. It was of Fayette. And it was very quick. But I'm still completely positive what it was."

Ethan stalled for another minute before Benny took his water bottle and said, "Ethan, the anticipation alone is killing me. If you don't just say it, I will tell everyone about that incident with the giant spider-"

"She had wings," Ethan blurted.

Benny, not sure he heard him correctly, titled his head slightly. "As in...?"

"As in wings. As in wings one would use to fly."

Benny nearly dropped his water bottle. Biting his fist to keep from freaking out, as he promised, he took a few seconds before asking Ethan to elaborate.

"Well, they were iridescent. I suppose they could've been feathers, but they just looked like nothing I'd seen before. And she was standing at the edge of the forest, but it was like fog surrounded her. And the wings just came out of these two tiny scars on her back."

"You're positive it was her?" Benny didn't know what to believe. Clearly, he had to take Ethan's word, but it just sounded so...strange. This had not been what he expected.

Ethan nodded, scared to say any more because of how Benny was reacting.

Benny tried to let the information sink in for a few moments. He crossed his hands under his chin and just stared at his lunch tray, thinking what that could mean. 'Okay, wings. Wings, fog, forest. Fayette has wings. What do I know about humans with wings? Maybe she's a bird? Half-bird? No, that doesn't make much sense. Okay, what do you know about Fayette, Benny?' he asked himself, listing off all the important points of the last few days.

The first image that struck Benny was the day he hit his head on the locker door, and her face appeared above his, her arms supporting him from falling. She wore a white dress and a daisy in her hair. 'Are you all right?' she'd asked.

Later that day, she hadn't been in class, but the second time he ran into the locker, she was there for him again. He'd asked her to walk him home. 'Fine. I can't keep being your guardian angel, though.' Afterwards, she'd put her number in his phone as 'the number to Heaven'.

On their date, she'd warned Benny when there was danger. She took his hand, and it felt like static. She had him close his eyes, and then she ran with him back to safety. Flew, more like. She'd wanted him to keep the daisy.

Suddenly, it was as if the final piece to the puzzle fit. Benny, forgetting Ethan remained next to him, nearly jumped out of his seat. He wanted to shout "Eureka!" He felt he'd discovered the greatest of mysteries.

"Ethan, I know what it all means now," Benny smiled, his adrenaline pumping. Goodness, he felt like he could run a marathon. He couldn't sit still any longer. Before Ethan had a chance to speak, Benny stood up and went on talking, rushing his words together. "The fog. It wasn't fog. It was clouds. She's been there for me three times, three times when I was in harm's way. She has wings. Fayette... She's like some sort of... angel. She's an angel. Ethan, Fayette is an angel."