I'm falling. And it's so high, it's taking forever. So halfway through I close my eyes and stop screaming and I pretend I'm dreaming. The wind feels like a soft breeze as my body plummets through it. I can't fall asleep, so I try to turn around but there's nothing there. My hands touch nothing. I can't run. I can't press pause. I can only cut the air with my flesh and my bones until I hit the ground and die.