Layla
With people unable to take care of their health, a lot of people would die at the age of 50.
I thought everything was going to go smoothly, but when we got to the factory, a surprise was waiting for us. In the front of the factory stood an angel. His halo was brighter than Theodores. His wings were bright white with a gold tint. I had never seen such a pure color of white before. It was a man with short golden hair that spiked upwards. His eyes are silver like Theodore. His skin is pale pink. He stood against the wall, waiting for us to walk up. When Theodore saw him, he paused. It was a small pause. Something you wouldn’t have noticed if you weren't looking. In that split second, fear dance