Detective Wolf and the Flatwoods Fighter

Wolf went down to get the painting. However, the moment he touched it, a haziness spread over him. He suddenly felt overwhelmed with fatigue and tiredness. he just wanted to sleep...for a little while. Wolf was in a black void before he knew it. a far part of his mind was aware he was unconscious and was desperately fighting for life. He could not die here of all places. Yet, he felt himself submit more and more as seconds passed. Then, he felt something. He felt the warmth of land. Then he saw, if that was even the right word, a ball of light. It grew closer and closer until, he realized what it was. it was a person, or rather it was behind a person, and shimmering around their face like an angel. The face belonged to....