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He was falling…
Would he hit trash or mud?
This is some rescue!
No, not this time.
The darkness that enveloped him was punctured by a howl of pain.
And then a by second that he felt in his heart and his soul more than his ears that cut him far deeper than anything else ever had or could.
It’s no good to die alone, Kid.
I’m sorry, Ben, I should have just stayed.
I love you.
I know.
He was falling...
Or was he flying…
