Eyes drift shut, the five senses dull, and the muscles relax as the girl drifts off to sleep, , hoping that tonight won't be like the rest.

Bright white light fills the space around her, nothing to be seen for miles in any direction. Then, without warning, a beautiful and mysterious angel with hetero-chromatic wings appears. Its left wing is clear as a newly made crystal while it's right—black as onyx.

The girl tries to greet this new deity, but no words will come. She then tries to walk towards it, but finds herself rooted to the spot and when the angel turns and looks in her direction, it seems to just see right through her as if she wasn't even there at all.

She lets out an inaudible sigh. It seems that she is once again trapped as an unknown observer as the scene before her plays out right in front of her very eyes as it has done before so many times. The girl is completely powerless to stop what will soon unfold.