One night he came for me.

Around 2 and 3 in the morning I woke up with a great urge for water, and I went for the kitchen. He was sitting on my couch. His appearance shattered my mind. "Put your clothes on," he said, fixing his eyes on mine. With surprise I noticed my nudity. He did not seem to take much notice of it, but when I looked at him via the mirror on my way out, I did see his burning eyes. I had no thought of the obscurity at this happening, it felt quite natural; like I had been waiting for this.

With my clothes on and my mouth still dry, I go back to the living-room. He is standing now. I gaze at him and find myself in a state of awe and... Recognition.

"Come," he says to me. His voice like a child's almost. So pure. Is this what an angel sounds like? I ask myself. There is strength in his mild voice though. I dare not contradict him on this command. Even if I had wanted to. Yet I am captured by an overwhelming feeling of curiosity and a desire for knowledge....

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