Techno's POV 
                              A/N This is what was happening while Bench Trio was burying Phil. Also the italics are Techno's voices he hears in his head. ALSO THIS IS IMPORTANT I am not trying to promote su!c!de in any way. I'm not trying to romanticise it at all. I'm sorry if this makes it seem like I am but I promise that isn't my intentions at all. 
                              TW: bridges, voices, su!c!de, mentions of past su!c!de, mentions death, death, swearing 
                              CW: repeated text 
                              I sat on the railing of the bridge. 
                              Where Wilbur killed himself. 
                              And where I was planning on doing the same thing. 
                              It would be poetic, in a way I thought. 
                              Died the same way as my brother, in the same place, by the light of the moon. 
                              I gazed over the river, different stars' reflections lighting it up. 
                              It was beautiful. Not a bad place to die. I could see why Wilbur picked it. 
                              I took a deep breath and looked over the edge. 
                              Lean a bit further and you'll be free from your problems.
                              Lean a bit further and you'll be free from your problems.
                              Lean a bit further and you'll be free from your problems.
                              Lean a bit further and you'll be free from your problems.
                              "Lean a bit further and you'll be free from your problems." I whispered to myself quietly. 
                              So I did. 
                              I felt a falling sensation. It was so calming and freeing. I felt the weight of the world leave my shoulders. 
                              No more guilt. 
                              No more pain.
                              No more pressure. 
                              No more hate. 
                              I'd be with my family. We'd be together. I'd be with Mother and Phil and Wilbur and fucking Mozart. Who knew we were related to him. 
                              I don't know how I managed to think all of this before hitting the ground. 
                              But I was still falling. 
                              Not for long though. 
                              I braced myself for impact. 
                              And suddenly everything went black. 
                                      
                                          
                                  
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