A lonely young women's life changes the very
night of Murray Franklin's murder, on live television and it is a change that her heart will never forget. When she spots a man passed out and bloody, in an alley, that same night and even when she sees...
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Iris felt as though she was flying, but...she was falling.....
She fell quickly to her death, and as her body flew past 10 stories, she felt her heart pound in her ears. It happened very fast, but to her it felt much longer. It felt like she vanished into a blissful, yet terrifying, dream....
Right before her body slammed onto the ground; her eyes closed and she didn't see a "white light"....but....darkness....She saw nothing, but a small, pale light revealed, the further her limp body plummeted to the ground. The light was like that of the moon...
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Her lips faintly curved into a shy smile, and before her demise, those lips of hers spoke for the very last time, and softly mumured, "Arthur, I---"
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The sound of her flaccid body slamming onto the sidewalk, was not something anyone would willing want to hear.
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The police only saw her right as she let go of the railing and fell, so they were too late. People down below were screaming at the morbid sight, but Iris would no longer have to hear such things ever again and beside her lifeless body, was Joker's pink cigarette as if it was left there for her, like a rose on an empty grave.
