Somehow we are in the middle of a 35,000- feet fall. Oxygen is scarce and hypoxia is starting to set in.

 

'We will be unconscious soon, and cannonball at least a mile before waking up again.'

 

Souls start to crave for an escape.

Struggling, out from bodies in every way,

just to escape.

 

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'Close your eyes. We will be fine.' 

FALLEN SS15

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