(I have no idea where this picture came from, but it seemed fitting)
Of course it was the one day he relaxed that did it for him.
But, seriously, why did he HAVE to go to the Grand Canyon?
He was calm for once enjoying the breeze and the view.
But, why, exactly did he lean on the fence?
He couldn't remember. Not that it mattered now.
Anyways, Zane leaned on the fence.
It snapped.
And then he was falling...
falling...
falling...
falling...
falling...
fall-OOF!
He had hit the bottom of the canyon. He got up warily.
Wait. Why wasn't that painful? Not that he was complaining or anything, but it really confused him.
Then he turned around.
And then there was a little fuzzy image like in YouTube videos when something is a little extra bloody and they wanted to include it without getting kicked.
He put the pieces together, and exclaimed
"Sh*t"
And then there was a light.
But there weren't any angels, or a beam of sunlight or anything like that.
An escalator matirealized out of thin air, leading up to the clouds, with a bored looking teenager leaning against it, typing furiously into her phone.
*Que the awkward silence!*
After some time, she looked up at me, and said,
"Are you gonna get on this thing or not? You are dead, right? Come on, it's rather tiring to freeze time this long for just one person."
