Chapter 3
Adam

The last thing I remember is falling in some sort of field.. with withered flowers... Now, I'm laying in a dark room in a strangely comfortable bed surrounded by the faint light that seeps through the curtains to rest my new fragile human body. After Lucifer attacked me and ripped my halo and wings, I fell from heaven and slowly started losing my angelic characteristics. Being an angel had its perks, it wasn't that much different than being human. Some of the things that differentiated angels from humans are the angelic markings on our skin, of course a halo and wings, not to mention the angelic presence angels brought with them. A warm and safe feeling that could make anyone feel calm, stress free and help them clear their thoughts. It is strange however that, even after losing my angelic presence and my marks slowly started fading away, I still bleed like an angel. Landing in that field shouldn't have bruised me the way it did. Because of my newfound wounds, my blood has seeped into the sheets and bandages, to the point that they have started having a faint reddish glow to them. In heaven, if an angel was to bleed by any means, their blood would show a rich ruby color at first, slowly fading into a faint red color but gaining a subtle red glow to anything it came into contact with. I feel very awkward and uncomfortable...My wounds have made such a mess that I feel responsable to clean it up. The door slightly opened, and Natalie, the person that took me in, peeked her head through.
"Hey love, are you doing alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I apologise for all of.. this..."
"Aw, don't worry about it. My hubby will take care of the glowy stuff. He's an expert housewife!"
After our brief conversation, she sat beside me and placed her hand on my shoulder and told me that everything would be alright.. It felt strangely comforting, and i didn't know how to feel about it. It felt unnatural to me.
After that, i layed in my bed for a while, my body was aching in pain as I could feel every wound rub against what felt like a thousand blades condensed in one measly piece of fabric...