I laid on the ground. As I opened my eyes, I saw nothing but lines and spirals and colors and paint and everything drip drop drip.

"Angel?" I tried to utter, the sound scratching my throat as it clawed its way out of my mouth.

My arms and legs feel numb but I still struggled to stand up. I searched everywhere to find her blonde curly hair, changing colors as she went but the only colors I saw was of this vacuum before everything was drained into a world of black and white.

Just when I thought nobody is here, I felt a pain in my chest, felt like long fingernails reached in and shredded my heart to bits.

And from a distance, I saw the figure of a little girl, dead.