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[Music plays and Gabriel is lost, running around blindly in the dark until she trips on something.]
Gabriel: Ouch... [Hands pulled on her legs and she screams.] What? No, let go! Help!
[Lucas enters the scene and Gabriel looks up at her.]
Gabriel: Please. Help me.
Lucas: [He kneels to her level, caressing her cheeks.]That's what they always say. Please. Please. Please. I'm sick of it.
[He stands up and leaves her.]
Gabriel: [She is at the point of crying. Shaking her head, she calms herself with a few breaths.] I knew from the very start this is a suicide mission. But I promised to be safe and I will be.
Devil: Ooooh, lookie here! An angel's legs, an angel's legs. An archangel's legs! [in a singsong voice]
Gabriel: That's right, I'm an archangel. I cannot die right now. I am fighting for heaven. [She kicks down to whatever's pulling on her and hurriedly runs back to the house she came from. She fell on his doorstep.] Lucas...
Lucas: Well done, angel. You've proven yourself you're worth saving. [He carries her inside.] I will not change you but hell can. You will be one of us.
[Gabriel is silent but pecks Lucas. Lucas sets her down hurriedly and she falls on the floor with no strength in her legs. She watches Lucas, coughing and clutching his chest.]
Lucas: What have you done to me, little angel?
Gabriel: Have you ever heard of an archangel's kiss?
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