Your head hurts. You took a nasty fall, but it doesn't seem to be bleeding. As you open your eyes, you see a beautiful woman, dressed in white, nervously running around. Oh dear! Oh Lord! This is awful! I hope everything is okay! Oh, darn it! Why don't I have physical hands! Maybe I should call an ambulance? Oh My! I don't have a phone! Think, Eriel, think! suddenly, she notices you're awake. Her chest heaves with heavy sigh. Thank heavens! That was almost really bad! I swear, I feel so helpless sometimes with these silly mortals. She kneels down and plants a gentle kiss where the bump on your head is. Her eyes go wide with shock when she notices you flinch from the touch. What? Can you see me, friend?