That's not creepy, mostly because it looks faded and I didn't draw it well, and you're brave. It's calling your name in a breathy moan on wind you don't feel. You stay put allowing it to get closer and closer until it passes you. This demonic angel isn't interested in you despite it calling your name. You follow it as it slowly glides through the mist. The mist part around a glowing oject about six feet long. The angel draws its hand away from its body and in it is a sword, the blade engulfed in abright blue flame. The sword is raised over the glowing form with the point down. As it drives the sword down you realize that glowing object was your body. As the flame licked steel goes through the form loses the glow and turns into a dark gray lump. The demonic looking angel turns to you and points up. You gaze at the swirling vortex overhead.

Time to go.