The_prophet

"I can't take it anymore! I just want to die. Why can't anyone understand that?" 

Almost clothless in the dark night, Camille yelled from the high rocky hill in tears. The clouds thundered while it wept bitterly and heavily. Her clothes were torn and badly revealing as a result of the angry rain.

 ' Jump. '
She heard a faint voice loud and clear.

"What?" 
She murmured lowly in a tone only she could hear.

' Jump. '
The voice instructed her again.

"I.. I'm scared to!" She sobbed.

' You want to die, don't you? You really want death so much. You're just one step away from the door of lifelessness. Just close your eyes and put one foot in front of the other. '

' Baby steps, Camille. Baby steps! '

Her breath became unsteady a bit. She was beginning to contemplate on the idea. 

Is this really it? The way she was going to die!

' What are you waiting for Camille? Do it! '

She calmed herself drenched by the rain. She was beginning to accept death little by little.

' Just close your eyes and take the step. I promise you won't feel a thing.'

What a simple instruction for a complicated action!

' On the count of three, Camille! '
' We'll count together.'

She nodded and counted in unison with the voice:

"One...two..."

"...three..."

Table of Death: One minute to midnight

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