I ran through the empty streets, hearing the lullaby being sung behind me "Little angel lost in Hell" I sped up, trying to run faster as I turned a corner "Heart for a demon made the angel fell". The sky had turned dark-red, it had finally stopped raining, but the sky was making each puddle I ran past turn to blood "Fear inside and darkness within... warned love of a demon~" I turned another corner... the street is in complete ruins "Run through the streets in the dead of night" I tried to find a place to hide. "Darkness itself becomes your light" I hid behind an old broken wall, placing a hand over my mouth as his singing started getting louder "While their love is dismembered alive-" I closed my eyes "Little angel is frozen in ice~" the singing stopped, resulting in completely silence. I slowly opened my eyes and froze in fear as I realized there was a mirror in front of me, and right behind the wall... he stood there, grinning at me before placing a hand over my mouth and nose in attempts to suffocate me. I attempted hitting and kicking him as he held me high, at some point his claws got a bit of my chest, bleeding a bit as his free hand made its way to my throat... he snapped my neck-

(No One's POV)
Gamer jolted awake, terrified as he immediately sat up, searching the room.... which was thankfully his own. He signed in relief as he looked at the time, 4:30am, he's managed to last longer in this nightmare compared to all the others. Gamer looked over at the dream catcher to see that its been thrown across the room, away from his bed. He got out of bed and walked over to the dream catcher, picking it up and hanging it back up in its original spot. Gamer ended up sitting on his bed, letting the nightmare play in his head over and over again until he heard a knock at the door, quickly turning his head to look at the time. 6am. "Y-yeah?" "Get dressed, we're gonna help Angel with some stuff today at her place" Death's voice answered as Gamer signed in relief "Sure, I'll be out in a bit"....

(Death's POV)
Me and Gamer had been walking down a few streets towards Angel's place due to the weird and short phone call I got yesterday "She has an old hotel all to herself?" Gamer quietly questioned "Yeah- well after she kicked me out of it, but no one cares who lives where down here". We reached the hotel, walking up the stairs, I knocked on the door "Just remember not to piss her off or you'll see her bad side" "She's got a bad side? I thought she was like that all the ti-" "Be quiet-" Angel opened the door "Hey-" "What do you want?" she asked coldly "Well you said yesterday that you needed help finding something-" "Alright fine, come in" she let us in, closing the door behind us. "Why is the fallen here?" "Because he is" Angel rolled her eyes before going up stairs to get something "Maybe I should go-" "You really think that's a good idea?" I asked, reminding him of what happened last time he was walking streets alone "Alright, I see your point". Angel walked back downstairs with a wooden box and walked into the living room, motioning us to follow her. She placed it down on the table- wait, why does it look familiar? Guess the look on my face caught Angel's attention "So you've seen this before?" "Kind of- mean I think... how did you find it" "I was searching the closets for a dream catcher, found this instead" she opened it, showing the contents of the box, which has been neatly and tightly placed in it. "The hell?" I couldn't exactly make out what I was looking at "It's a glory box" me and Angel looked over at Gamer "U-um... women in the human realm put clothes and household items precious to them in a wooden box, the nicest ones are the ones with scenes hand-carved into them" "How did you know that?" Angel questioned- "Wait, he's right-" "Of course he's fucking right, when I was human, several of the girls' mothers made them start their own glory boxes and my father taught me how to carve the scenes and pictures into the boxes".

A few minutes later, we slowly and carefully went through the box, taking an item out at a time and having a good look at it before setting it aside, and moving onto the next item. A few minutes of going through the box, I carefully pulled out this white dress "That a wedding dress?" Gamer asked as I stood up "Could be... Angel, come here" Angel hesitantly walked over to me, I held the dress up to her "About your size-" "Angel, when were you born in the human realm?" Gamer asked "1803, why?" "Photo from 1802-" Gamer kept looking between the photo and Angel, then looked at the back. "Guys... this stuff belongs to someone named Roxana Widow" Angel looked over at Gamer before rushing over to look at a photograph "Angel?" my words hung in the air with no answer until she looked over at me "Its a photo of my mother and father on their wedding day- that's her dress". I looked at the dress "Well kinda explains the dress- wait, why is your mom's stuff here in Hell?" "I don't know..." Angel looked at the ground and a few seconds later she ran up the stairs "Angel?!" "I need to find those other boxes!" I looked back at the dress in my hands "Is she... always like this?" Gamer asked "Actually no, this is kind of a rare sight to me.... bet ya this dress would fit you-" "Death-" "You and Angel are about the same size-" "No Death" Gamer crossed his arms as I laughed a bit. "Okay fine" I gently folded the dress and placed it on the table before pulling out another thing from the box "Nursery rhymes?" I went through the book, very confused as I flipped each page "What's wrong?" "They're all demon and devil nursery rhymes.... I think Angel's mother ended up as a demon-" "Found another one" Angel walked into the room with another wooden box that nearly looked like the one we were already going through. Angel looked back and forth at our faces "What's wrong?" and I'm guessing the fucking guilt showed on our faces as well as fear "Nothing, just didn't expect another box" I lied, putting the book under the dress to hide it before grabbing another item in the box....