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“Well. This is it.”
You look down into the gaping hole that is at the summit of Mount Ebott. You’ve stood there for awhile now, wrestling with yourself for the last ten minutes, deciding. And you’ve made your choice. You close your eyes, take a deep breath, and lean forward, falling into the hole. The air rushes around you as you fall.
*Thud*
Your eyes slowly open, and you find you’ve fallen face first onto the ground. You move your head to the side, and try to survey what you can see without moving the rest of your body. What you can see at the moment is a bit hazy and disoriented, but it seems you’ve fallen into a bed of golden flowers. As you tilt your head up and move your hands under you to try and lift yourself so you can get a better view, you feel the all the air get knocked out of your lungs as pain shoots through your ribs. You can tell there are other areas of your body that have been injured, but you can’t distinguish exactly where at the present moment. You inhale sharply, but all that does is make another searing dart of pain race through you. You lower yourself back to the ground focusing on trying not to pass out. This should have worked! It was a massive fall, and no one should be able to…
You hear a noise not far off to your right. Since your head is on the ground again and you can’t move in fear of more pain, you can’t see who or what is nearby. So you close your eyes, and lie still, unmoving, hoping for the life of you that whatever made that noise didn’t notice you. To your dismay though, whatever it is moves closer to you. It seems to pause, then shifts once again so it is next to your face, although exactly how close is hard to tell. After a moment, you feel what feels like thin and hard hands being placed upon your back. Before you can even think about reacting, an odd sensation fills you. You feel some of the more minor pains you have diminish for the most part, and your greater pains are dulled slightly. You begin to feel relaxed, and oddly tired despite the situation. The sensation grows stronger, and a feeling of exhaustion begins to overwhelm you. At first this frightens you, but the intent behind whatever... this... is, doesn’t seem to be malicious. Deciding to leave your destiny up to fate, you allow yourself to drift off into sleep’s embrace.