Blizzards of fear: Paranoia five: Angel of sin!

The final chime tolls through the fabric of every soul, and there is no doubting the sound. He is here, and the chapel's work has been completed. The angel of sin has descended onto the world, and he watches my every move in the shadows craving the very purity of my soul. His wings wrap around me like a blanket of paranoia making me ever aware of his presence, and though he has no desire to hurt me he has every desire to make sure my soul will forever belong to him.