Angel Fallen

I stood at the center of the the room, a circle with pale black symbols all around. I tried moving my arms, and kept thinking, 'I have to get away... I have to get away.' Chains rattled and I cursed silently. Scanning the room, I saw my best friend Dylan, slumped in the corner, his wings torn from his body, and laying next to him. Gasping in shock, I whispered, "Dylan? Dylan wake up.." But no response came from his lips, and the great onyx doors burst open, to reveal a man in a black cloak. "Ah, you're awake, darling Arnett." He glanced over at Dylan, and shrugged. "He was only in the way, my dear. Now.." he said as his figure glided over to me. "What shall I do with you?"