Fia stood at the foot of Neil Mckellar's hospital bed.  She kept the hood of her cloak up as she looked down at the dark haired man sleeping before her.  Despite being hit by a large truck, Neil had no scars or physical injuries to cover his body.  He was given a miraculously perfect bill of health and would be able to check out of the hospital as soon as he felt physically able.  In his dream, he would be told of his situation and how he was seven days to live to the fullest and come up with a final decision.  Become an Angel?  Or a Demon.  The third option was, surprisingly, the least popular; to be taken to purgatory for a bit before their soul is registered by the Grim Reaper.<br/><br/>Fia was invisible to any human, besides Neil, at the moment.  Hopefully, her appearance wouldn't startle him too much.  He looked to peaceful in his sleep, despite his tragic accident.  She cocked her head slightly to the side as she noticed one of his tattoos, causing her to grin slightly in amusement.  "Human's have such strange interpretations of His Majesty.." she mumbled to herself quietly.  Her smile quickly dropped as she noticed that Neil was finally beginning to stir.  She sat up a bit straight, with her scythe in hand, and waited for him to return to the land of the living once more.