You are staring down a little girl in a sleeveless pearly white dress and sandals. She looked up at you with blue eyes that have cross shaped pupils, her hair is golden, and her skin is almost as pale as marble. But she's smiling at your pleasantly and warmly. But what catches your attention first is the glowing ring above her head, made of glowing hebrews letters. And the little wings on her back that shine like pieces of light.
"Hi! Nice to meet you . . . " She said happily. She then blinks and pulls out a cue card, "Paul! My name is Arael! I'm an angel! Judgement Day, Armageddon, or The Rapture, depending upon your beliefs, is just around the corner! Have [i]you[/i] lived a worthwhile life to this point? The answer . . . oh, hold on!" She then pulled out a book about the size of The Art Of War, and skimmed it before looking up back at you and saying, "Yes! More or less! Humanity has reached the point in it's natural development where it'll become something new . . . so if you'd kindly-" The slam the door in her face. "Hey!" Her voice says through the door. You mutter about brats taking sunday school too seriously.
Then there is a flash and she's standing in your living room. "That wasn't very nice."