POV of uncounsious Cassiel
*In the midst of the white void that surrounded him, Cassiel found himself standing alone. Everything around him was an indistinct blur, as though he had been transported to an otherworldly realm. The only clear presence in this surreal space was a mysterious figure shrouded in a flowing red cloak.
The only clear presence in this surreal space was a mysterious figure shrouded in a flowing red cloak. The figure's face was concealed, hidden beneath the hood, but it called to Cassiel with a voice that resonated like a haunting melody, inviting him closer.
Cassiel hesitated, uncertainty gnawing at him, but an unexplainable pull drew him towards the enigmatic figure, his steps guided by an inexplicable curiosity.
As Cassiel drew nearer to the figure in the red cloak, he couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. His voice trembled as he questioned, "Who are you?"
