"Hold it together, birds of a feather, nothing but lies and crooked wings, I have the answer, spreading the cancer, you are the faith inside me, no, dont, leave me to die here, let me survive here alone. Don't remember, remember. Put me to sleep Evil Angel. Open your wings evil Angel, ahh. I'm a believer, nothing could be worse. All these imaginary friends, Hiding betrayal, driving the nail. Hoping to find a savior." I sang to myself. Walking alone down an autumnal path, red and yellow leaves lay dead on the ground. <br />
I wasn't out, for any specific reason. I just felt like walking.<br />
"No, dont, leave me to die here. Help me survive here alone, don't surrender, surrender. Put me to Sleep Evil Angel. Open Your Wings Evil Angel. Fly Over Me Evil Angel. Whay can't I breathe Evil Angel." I continued. <br />
Little did I know, I was being followed. <br />
I heard a twig snap from behind me. I turned around and sheathed my sword, pointing in every direction. <br />
"Show yourself, coward!" I ordered in a firm voice.