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ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO GORDAN KORMAN.
{Chase's POV}
As I looked at the blue ribbon with the medal on it, My memories started coming back... Everything before the fall. I thought "Who would forgive me? I've done so many terrible things." but then I remember that was the old chase, but still. The old chase is still Chase as a whole. I looked at the ground and I sighed feeling relaxed? Suddenly the medal of Honor slipped out of my hand and started falling off the roof. I reach for it and my other hand slips. My eyes widen and I try to grab onto anything but I fail. I guess this is what the old chase felt while falling? I hit the ground and everything goes black, Not like passed out or coma black. Dead black. I had died.