Hm... I made some random lyrics... and I thought it would fit in here, I would love to know what you think about them.

And thank you LAeyball, for reading them first and saying some nice words. It really helped with my confidence boosting.

24

Why can't anybody see her?
Why haven't you noticed?
We're off for new heights now.

Bosley wiped his forehead from the cold sweat that started to roll.

''Are you sure?'' he asked Kelly.

She nodded. ''It has to be the coffin.''

''We have to find her then... in less than an hour...'' he muttered.

''Less?''

''It's already 11.30. The average person survives ninety minutes with this amount of air. If we do not find her then...''

''Then she'll die.'' added Jill.

Some nights I get no sleep.
Again I'm thinking about her.
She's my little Angel
But why can't anybody see her?
Haven't you noticed?
Gray ashes from gray wings
It's that simple.
And the world is falling apart
But I'm only thinking about her.

Sabrina brought the pen down. Blood rushed from the wound to her shirt and dyed it crimson in the darkness. She breathed in and put a hand on her neck. She had missed it. How could she? Even in the dark she knew exactly where to hit. Why did she miss it? Luck, or instinct, she couldn't tell. She threw the pen down, on her feet, where she couldn't reach it as rational thought returned to her again.

She applied pressure to the still bleeding spot. She had to try something else. The air she breathed was hot but the damp and cold earth that surrounded her made her bones almost creak. A shiver run up and down her spine. She started to think. What had she done in her life until then? What hadn't she? If only... she would be given a little more time to think. To make peace with herself. She had killed a person. It sounds so... horrible but... did she really have another way? She had lied, she had run, she had hurt but at the same time she was being hurt to. Does any of this matters now? Or is it that in death everything ceases to have a meaning.

She could say he life was nice... or at least had become nice the last few weeks. It was something. She had made friends, she was loved, at least she thought so... She had saved a life. And took another one. Maybe more. She had no idea. She had made a person hate her. She... she just wished she had a little more time to spend... with Kelly and Jill. She laughed mentally. Yeah. Kelly. She wasn't trying to kill her anymore. She just wished for the pain to stop. As fast as it could. After all death might be a relief. A relief she waited years now.

Slowly she lowered her heart rate. Much better now. She fell into a deep sleep like state, caused by the limited oxygen and the relaxation she forced in her body.

A pair of glassy eyes
under the moon
She knew,She didn't care
She couldn't wait
'cause heaven cried
They took my Angel
My little Angel

''Are there many cemeteries in town?'' he asked Mary.

''Only one. Saint Paul's cemetery.''

''Drive us there. Hurry!''

Every memory of her
Gets me back a piece of myself.
But I'll never be together again
There is just so much of me in your hands.

Sabrina snapped out of her sleep as her body started convulsing involuntarily. She lost consciousness as her head found the lid once again and she fell back.

Can you hear me?
'Cause everything falls apart
I guess none of this matters now
All these things I said, All these I didn't

Bosley paced quickly among the graves. He glanced around and saw two silhouettes in the dark. He pulled a gun from his waist, surprising both Mary and the girls behind him.

''Don't move!''

And in an instant the world got smashed into pieces. The night sky turned into day and a sound struck against their eardrums. At first Kelly thought they were gunshots.

Then she noticed the fireworks. Perfect.

When they finally understood what was happening no one was there. Bosley run to the grave he saw the standing to. He dug his hand on the dirt.

''It's fresh. She's here.''

He checked around and found the shovels. He grabbed it and nodded to Mary.

''Call an ambulance!''

She nodded and run to the nearest phone booth. Jill followed her. Bosley started to dig frenetically inside the damp earth. Kelly took the other shovel.

She was special.

But everybody's a little special
don't you think?
yeah, everybody's little Angel
Is something special

Sabrina's mind returned as she heard a really loud sound from the earth above her. At the same time her both her hands reached for her chest. She didn't know anything could hurt so much. Feel crushed so much. Her hands stop moving leaving long scratches on the uncovered area of the stern.

Wish you were there
Just to hear you say
''I love you'' one more time
just to get my heart broken
once again

Kelly's shovel hit on something thick. She paused.

''Mr Bosley! Here!''

He joined her and soon the coffin's lid was visible. Kelly knelt and knocked.

''Bri? Can you hear me? Sabrina!''

She looked at Bosley and her mouth opened in shock.

''She might be just unconscious...''

''How many time she got left?'' She asked picking up the shovel again and digging earth out as fast as she could.

''She's ten minutes past the deadline.''

Kelly mentally wondered if he chose the word ''deadline'' deliberately.

She stopped digging and started to try opening it. No way. She grinded her teeth and put her hands as deep as she could in an attempt to pull it out. She managed with Bosley's help. With a swing of his shovel he smashed the lock. With trebling hands Kelly opened the lid.

When Mary returned she stopped some steps before she reached them. Jill let out a cry of terror. Bosley had token Sabrina in his arms and laid her down softly. Kelly was trying to stop herself from yelling. He searched for her pulse. He found nothing. An ambulance siren approached. Kelly put a distance between Sabrina's body and everybody else. She run away. Like she always did.

She took me by surprise
but that's what Angels do
they just fly away
Leave you think this is over
but you end up all over
having nowhere to cover
and,it hurts, you know, loving an Angel
'cause they fly away.