C6 - Reality

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The rain was colder than it had been in her dreams.

It melded into her skin, making her feel as if her whole body had been fully enclosed in ice.

For the small girl who wore only a shirt and a jumper, the falling water did not bestow any mercy upon her.

The black figure behind her seemed to be unfazed by the adverse conditions, and, as usual, its beady black pupils were steadfast on following the small girl wherever she went.

Looking towards the location she'd chosen to use as her free-falling destination, Chloe made her way to the back of the building, where a metal ladder awaited her arrival.

The school she'd been going to for a year or two was a good place to jump. Not only did she know the way to reach the roof, but the building also had three stories and so would surely give her some airtime to enjoy.

Anything higher than that would surely be hard to reach the roof of as a 10-year-old.

Stepping onto the slippery metal, her foot slid right off it, causing her to tumble to the floor with a groan, a simultaneous loud metallic groan sounding out from the ladder as if it were admonishing Chloe for her careless behaviour.

The ladder was harder to climb than it had been in her dreams, the rusted material wailing out in pain as she slowly made her way up towards the roof.

By the time she'd made it up there, she was out of breath, and her forearms burnt from overuse.

Rolling over onto the damp, hard concrete, Chloe stared into the dark blue sky.

The sky looked better than in her dreams.

No ominous pair of obsidian orbs peering down upon her; only a myriad of clouds and dark blue painted the canvas that was the sky.

But then they appeared, two orbs blooming from the sky and staring down upon the tiny little girl with fervour.

The navy-blue sky turned pitch black, rain becoming neon green.

Although the rain still felt quite cold and damp, it lit up in contrast to the black background, tumbling down to the ground before exploding into little green splotches.

A black figure stood behind the little girl, its eyes creasing upwards, seemingly in a jovial mood.

And then the building turned crimson red. Starting from the place she was laid, the building became infected with the bright colour, spreading to all the surrounding towers.

Struggling to push herself up, she moved over to the edge of the crimson tower, as she'd done so many times before, a wonderous sight placed before her.

A long drop, just like in her dreams.

An endless pitch-black sky, just like in her dreams.

Neon green rain, just like in her dreams.

"Do it. IT~~IT~!" the figure beckoned, staying dead-still as if not wanting to affect the potential outcome of the scenario unfolding before it.

'Perhaps, just like in my dreams, I'll wake up from this horrible dream. I'll wake up. My dad will be alive! My mother will be happy again!' hoped Chloe, her surging emotions calling out to her, pleading for her to wake up from the abhorred nightmare that had been the past two weeks.

And then she did.

Placing one foot over the edge of the tower, she shifted her weight onto that foot and fell off the edge.

And there it was!

That rush! The feeling of the rain on her back! It felt even better than in her dreams!

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