When he came to, he found himself in the middle of what seemed to be a school gym. Without hesitation he got off the floor and haphazardly dusted off his suit.
The only lights in the room were those of various party lamps. They were blinking on and off while projecting shapes on the walls.
Cain turned to face the source of the voice. Sitting alone, dressed in white and pink suit, was Raphael. Surrounding him were tables set with snacks on cheap platters.
He nodded his head as a way of greeting.
Raphael sighed and got up from his seat. As the angel got closer to him, Cain noticed that his white suit was partially drenched in blood. Soon they were only a few steps apart.
He extended his arm towards Cain but the man didn't even flinch.
"Pity me, Cain."
He said with sadness in his voice.
Raphael's eyes were watering as the words came out of his mouth. Cain sighed and took him by the hand.
The two of them danced, slowly and clumsily. Mainly just waving from side to side as some forgotten hit from a decade ago played from the speakers.
"I hate you."
Raphael said with his head leaning on Cain's chest.
"I hate you, Lucifer, Michael, Azazel, Gabriel, Belial, Solomon…"
He started listing off every single person he ever knew. It took him a long time. Eventually his voice wavered and was in danger of cracking.
"...and I hate Raphael. Do you hate Raphael too, Cain?"
Cain has been quiet the entire time, simply listening to the Archangel speak. Suddenly, being called onto to reply, he stopped their dance.
"I'm glad, I was starting to think you didn't feel anything towards me at all."
He smiled to the best of his ability.
"In another world."
Cain added onto his comment. This slightly surprised Raphael, after a moment of staring into Cain's eye, he bursted out into a soft laugh.
"That's true… you're right."
Raphael parted from him.
"I hope you don't get used to this, next time I see you, I will kill you."
Cain put his hand on Raphael's head.
"I bet you will."
He turned around and left the room, as well as the angel.