313 The walk- Part 5

Madeline was staring at her younger self, hoping her grandparents would do something about the pain, but they looked as if someone had mass murdered people. Dread started to fill in Madeline's grandfather's face, and he whispered, 

"This is not supposed to happen. T-The wings." 

"Fallen angel's don't have wings," her grandmother staggered back in shock, "What does this mean?" 

"This is worse than I thought," murmured her grandfather under his breath, "I would have never guessed it. No one has ever turned out like this, but there have been whispers about it. I thought it was a myth, a rumour. An angel with wings is only the one who resides up in the heavens. A fallen angel with wings is nothing less to an ill omen. He will come for her...We need to take her to Walter right this instant."

"He?" asked her grandmother and even Madeline was curious to know who her grandfather was speaking about.