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The metal door to the roof top moaned as it slowly opened, no one had used in a while. Jake stepped onto the desolate, dirt covered flat top, anxious yet confident as the rusted door came to a halt. Completely sure of his decision, he took his first step. He took another step in disbelief of what he was about to do.
Jake was soon at the edge of the rooftop, standing on the ledge, only a draft keeping him upright. Looking below, twenty eight stories, there were a few onlookers, curious of what he was doing. He slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath...
three...
two...
one...
He moved his foot forward and plummeted.
Wind whipping p