The Boy's Wings

There were two loud pops coming from down below. It made my heart pound, but I stayed silent. The boy came closer to me, his white wings expanding, like a white ocean that was crashing over me. I heard rapid, horrid steps coming from the main hallway. I could see the shadows of boots at the creek of my door. The boy wrapped me into his wings, and I saw the man with a terrifying purple and pink scare on his left eyebrow.