Wendy stopped moving.
So this was death. And she died so stupidly, too. Jeanne was probably watching this on TV, too. The way she died was so pathetic, too. She would probably hate her. She felt herself under the embrace of a pair of arms. The angel of death, maybe? She wasn't really taught a lot of religion, so it could be.
"You can open your eyes now." The voice announced calmly. It didn't sound like an angel of death, it sounded like…Huang. She slowly opened her eyes, and they were floating. Once her vision adjusted, she saw an angelic pair of translucent wings attached to him.
"Still shaking, it seems." Huang sighed, placing her on a train platform. "Allow me to inform Eric of how we're doing."
"I live another day!" Lloyd screamed out, laughing manically. Eric lay defeated on the floor, his eyes completely and Silvia was still ready to pounce.
"Wendy…" His voice trailed off.
