Today would have been a normal day for Steven Tall had a letter of invitation not urged him to head to a certain location. Young Steven would have thrown away the letter, dismissing it as some sort of scam but something compelled him to go. Could it be the hands of fate? Or was it simply Steven's childish fantasies telling him to believe. Not even the sixteen-year-old knew. All he knew was he was going to be there. He could only hope he doesn't get mugged or shot because of it.

The location was a hilltop looking at a sunset. Steven spotted several figures there, including a female that sported wings and a halo. It was then Steven felt excitement, his childish imaginations seeming to come true. This was not normal. Unless of course it was him that was not normal and he could be imagining all of these but if so, Steven did not want to wake from this brief respite from reality.