First it's dark and there is nothing. It's different than simple darkness. There is no air, no smell, no sound. You sense nothing. Your want to panic but there is no emotion, either. You barely exist. The mists come adn with them they bring pain. Your hand, your knee, your head... You feel scraped and bruised. There is a moan on the wind. The mists part and you see this:

It floats towards you as the winds moan your name. Above you is a night sky littered with a stars but in the center the light from the stars is streched and swirls to into a black abyss. You don't look long as the mere sight gives you an uncomfortable sensation deep in your gut. What do you do?

Can I run away?

It's not exactly how I pictured an angel but I shall see what it wants.

The swirling vortex of doom looks fun.