The wind was restless as it blew all over the place. It was much colder up here than it was back downstairs. Up here on top of the skyscraper that hugs the sky so high, it was much more harder to breathe. The air felt denser and much harder to swallow. He silently walked toward the edge and peeked over.
The tons of busy new yorkers minding their buisness and not one person knew that Dan was about to jump off the tallest building in the city. They're tiny ant like groups seemed endlessly flooding the streets of timesquare. The honking and beeping of cars so distant, almost sounding like whispers.
He stepped back and took a deep breath consoling himself whether he is sure about pulling through with this.
His eyes opened wide and determined and he sprinted towards the edge and leaped.
The wind hit his face hard as he fell down the 80+ floored building. He could hear screaming as he noticed people had spotted him. They began to pull out their phones and record.
The sidewalk began to get closer and closer until everything went black, nothing but the sound of a loud SMACK and blood pouring from his inards.
His body lay sprawled againt the floor as if he were nothing but a mistreated manequin. His eyes, lifeless. His expression cold but distant.
Guess his life came to a hard impact...
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