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He woke up to the smell of blood and something moving on his head. What happened to him? After a moment, he tried to look up. "Don't look up. Just rest your tired head." A voice said to him. He knew that voice, it was the voice of one of Poppy's angels. She said that there are three of them.

"I can hear you thinking, Dogday. I know you're tired and are hurting. Just...go back to sleep, please." She said to him. The thing on his head started moving again. Dogday knew it had to be her hand on his head. She was petting him, but...it felt wrong somehow.

It felt nothing like before. He closed his eyes and thought back to before. When the angel first showed up in front of his cell. She had a gas mask on, she must have ran into a spot when there was Red Smoke and might have taken it off after.

They talked for a bit, he told the angel that she needed to leave and live. Then they heard all the growling of the smell critters. He really thought that there would be a lot more of them, but there wasn't.

The angel seemed to panic as they started trying to get inside him. The angel grabbed at the critters and him. He felt one on his head, it was trying to get inside his head. He tried shaking it off and saw her grab it. She threw it against the wall.

The critters hit the wall with a crack and a spattering of blood. The feeling of her hands on him felt very different to what he was feeling now. He remembers hearing the angel apologize to him before everything went dark.

Now as he drifted off to sleep in the angel's lap. She petted his head with her hand petting his head. Her hand was lightly Scratching his head behind his ears.

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The smell critters watched in horror at the thing in front of them. Dogday said that it was one of Poppy's angels. However, what was holding and petting Dogday was not an angel. That black face and hands and that white eyes and smile.

Blood was dripping off her face and onto her chest. This thing was worse than Catnap and the Prototype. It wasn't an angel...it was a demon. A demon wearing a human's skin. Wearing an angel's skin. The demon was looking at them. The life they knew...came to an end.

"Don't worry puppy. They're all gone now." She said as the light in the room returned to normal levels.

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