I’m sitting in a chair in the hallway of an old campus building. I face a large window. The view? Terrible. It’s all construction: colossal machines rise up like prehistoric monsters. The skeletal, metal neck of a crane crosses the window. Hammering, scraping, beeping, pounding, and smashing signal the sounds of destruction. The building to the right crumbles.
If you look carefully, it looks like the crane is hanging an angelic being in white robe!!
You're right! I hadn't noticed that!