Hours later when the sun had set and the animals had awoken, her dearest Michael had finally arrived. “Michael!” Her honey soft voice rang out into the cold abyss.

“Mia!” he sang back in return, “Finally, the time has neared us!”

Her head nodded in agreement as she wrapped her arms around his heavy chest. He smiled down at the lovely angel before continuing onto the glade. “Mia, my love, this could be our very last chance.” He watched as she shakily recoiled. “We mustn't miss it.”

“But Michael-” she echoed but was promptly cut off. Michael laced his gentle hands into hers and met her eyes with a heavenly smile. Right then, Mia felt her worries fade away faster than the evening sun and she smiled back.

Taking a step further, Mia prepared to jump from the tremendous height. She breathed in and looked to Michael. His face was painted a dark ominous evil and his eyes glowed with such fury she couldn't help but stumble.

“Micheal, are you feeling well? You appear a bit sickly.” Her voice no longer dripped with honey but now rang out ragged and scared.

“Mia, sweetheart, I am very well, just feeling a bit uneasy.” He sang out just as sweetly as before so one would think nothing of it if not for the look on his face.

Tripping backwards, Mia began to realize her error. She had been fooled by a devil in the disguise of an angel. She had let him capture her heart and drag her to her death under the promise of a portal to the heavily above. She had waited till midnight to be alone with the man who would soon be the cause of her untimely death.

“Mia, deary, dont say your leaving me, we made a promise, love, you cannot leave.”

“No,” she shook as her body was lifted to the air and pushed to the ground. "Michael, please, there is much more I can give to you!"

"Goodbye Mia," he wispered, but she was already dead.