"I remember that he sat on the roof, his feet dangling on the edge. The people stopped and looked up, some shouted, others just stared incredously at him.
Maybe a puplicity stunt, a macabre joke?
The boy closed his eyes, the artifical wings on his back spread to swing himself in the sky.
And for a endless moment I clung at the illusion of the winged boy, was amazed with what kind of ease he dropped himself.

An outcry went through the crowd when the angel hit the bare asphalt."