Fading in and out of consciousness, Niko could only see flashes, nearly still images of what was going on. The man running away. Another one coming. But this new one had something different about him. Behind his shoulders were an array of dazzling colors, more than she could comprehend. It was so beautiful, her eyes remained wet, even when they closed again. 'What a thing to see when I die... an angel..'<br/><br/>She could feel someone shaking her and her eyes fluttered open slowly. They widened with surprise. The pain, it was gone. She sat up suddenly, putting a hand on her throat. Nothing, not even blood. Her eyes soon saw the pool of blood she was sitting in, and she stood up, looking pale at the sight of all that blood. 'Didn't I die? How...' Her eyes met with the stranger's, and she blushed slightly, gently taking her purse. "Thanks..." She averted her eyes, suddenly seeming shy, though her thoughts swarmed around her mind like agitated bees. Hadn't she died? Did this guy save her? How?<br/><br/>"What's your name?" She finally decided to ask, looking at him again.