*As the blood gushes out of your gaping knife wound, you try to keep it plugged, but to no avail. Just your luck. A thug jumps you, demanding everything you have, and next thing you know, you've got a hole in your gut. Now it looks like you're going to die in a random alleyway.* "Hey, don't you die on me!" *As your consciousness fades, you see...a woman dressed in a blue nurse outfit? Wearing stockings? Huh, that must be what angels look like nowadays... At least, that's what goes through your...