Sam looked around, he was alone. He was wearing his scarf again, and for some reason had his Grandma Owen's journal with him. He was in a strange yet familiar room.
The door opened, in front of him was a figure with neon pink hair. He wore a suit with a bright purple bowtie. His eyes were a bright orange. His skin was extremely pale and seemed to have a slight pink tint to it. He chucked and smiled widely to Sam, closing his eyes. He was much taller than Sam, and... this felt like déjà vu.
"Hello," he said. "We meet again, Samuel."
"Wait..." Sam mumbled to himself. There was something his mind was trying to remember, something important.
"Did you enjoy your fall? Or no?" he asked.
"You're the angel... from back with Carter! From my dream! Who the hell are you and what do you want with me?!" Sam shouted.
"Oh, I guess I haven't formally introduced myself, I'm Robert. I can project myself into your dreams, and I need your help," he replied. That was... the Angel Hannah and Mitch were looking for! Holy shit! That's what he was trying to think of!
"No way!" Sam shouted.
"I was worried you'd say that," he replied. "You'll change your mind, I know it."
Sam was about to shout in protest when he felt someone slightly shake his shoulder before Damien's voice echoed around the room and confusion etched onto both Sam and Robert's faces. Sam was suddenly snapped out of it as he felt himself pressed into someone. It was Damien. Yesterday was Damien's birthday and Sam had passed out next to him while they were watching a movie. Sam realized he was shaking.
"Sam are you alright? You seemed scared," Damien asked. He was worried for Sam.
"I saw this angel, he was in a nightmare a few months back. You remember I told you about Hannah and Mitch? It was Robert, the Angel they were looking for. Turns out he can project himself into my dreams. I looked just like I had in the first one, too. It was weird..." Sam explained, staring into Damien's shirt.
"He can't hurt you here. If any angel ever tries to hurt you they'll be dead in a heartbeat. You don't need to worry about it, Sam," he replied.
"Okay," Sam replied.
"Now get back to sleep. You need your rest. And remember, you're a strong angel. You can push him out of your mind and the only one it hurts is you. And you're dreaming, you can drag me in there to protect you," Damien said. "You can call Hannah about it on the morning."
"Alright," Sam replied.
"I love you," Damien said.
"Love you too..." Sam replied. Smiling and fully relaxing because Damien was with him, and he was safe.
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Angels
AcciónAngels is a completed book that I've been putting a lot of my time into for the last year. The main idea of the book is that it takes place in a world very similqr to ours, but is also inhabited by a race of "Angels" who are extremely hard to tell a...
