"The Hell?" Angela mused, and tried again with many more large fireballs. Again, no effect. "I'm going to need something bigger," she figured.
Katherine woke up from her deep sleep and sat up. She saw a winged-thing kneeling at the altar. "What are you?" she asked.
The thing stood up. It looked human, and was topless. It wore white sweat pants. And then it turned, and Katherine saw it was... "Candace!"
"Yes, it is I. Isn't it wonderous?"
"You weren't kidding, you are an angel!"
"I know. When my wings grew in I had to give up my shirt. It was too confining, and I found this white pants in the charity office of the church."
"What's going to happen now?"
"There's a demon outside and she's trying to get to us. She wants to take us to Hell with her, but what she doesn't know is that there's an angel on your side."
"Go kick her ass!" Katherine urged.
Candace laughed. "No, it doesn't work like that. Angels are all about defense, not offense."
"So how are we going to escape?"
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Sun Jun 16 07:24:07 2002