The blinding white lights are the first thing that hit my eyes when I open them, making me shut them back almost immediately.

"Why the hell is it so bright in here?" I groan, using the back of my hand to cover my face. "Turn off the lights, please."

"No can do," a voice replies from somewhere around me.

I force my eyes open, trying to trace the source of the voice. The lights filtering into them and my growing headache make me close them again. "Levi?"

"No. Not Levi, but you can call me Michael. Angel Michael," the voice says again, chuckling.

"What? Where am I?"

"You're in heaven,...