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The last thing I remember is a falling sensation. But I'm not scared. Adrenaline doesn't course through my veins and jerk me back up. Everything is silent, like the world is going in slow motion. I watch my hand follow me to the ground, the assortment of white pills separating from my grasp and being flung slowly into the air. And then darkness. A darkness like nothing I've ever experienced. But it's only for a moment, and then everything is foggy. 

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