Falling.
The wind billowing around him like a blanket.
His hair going every way in the wind.
His limbs motionless but still somehow moving.
Was this what dying felt like?
Wilbur could tell he was falling from the moment he had felt the others mouth on his but he was only realising now how truly screwed he actually was.
But that didn't seem to matter.
Nothing did.
And so he was falling...falling....falling.
He fell through clouds watching as they slowly disappeared the further he fell.
He watched planes fly by.
He watched the sun rise and fall.
And yet still he fell.
And he was stuck.
Stick in an endless loop.
Stuck between worlds.
Stuck between decisions.
And here he was, still falling, never slowing down, never speeding up, never getting closer to the time speck of green he could in the distance.
Just falling.
It felt nice, quiet.
He hated it.
Wilbur moved and shifted and turned and yelled but no matter what he did he stayed falling.
Then suddenly he saw something.
The green was getting closer.
It was getting closer.
Closer.
Closer.
Wilbur felt the air leave his lungs and his legs give way as he hit the wet ground.
He lay on his back for what felt like an eternity.
"wilbur."
There was a slight murdering in his ear.
"wilburrr."
What was that?
"Wilburrrrr."
He opened his eyes to see a mask in front of his face, a smiley mask.
The man the mask was saying his name over and over.
"wilbur."
"Wilbur,"
"Wilbur!"
"WILBUR!"
His eyes snapped open.
HI sorry this is a day late, I have exams rn so I'm very busy but I will have another chapter out as soon as possible :) also sorry it's so short I ran out of ways to describe falling
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