The sky was a cluster of rundown apartment towers and she was up to her knees in ice-cold water, staring helplessly as the world began to fold in on her. As time-worn concrete came rushing towards her she managed to throw her hands over her head as if it would protect her from several thousand tonnes of building, cold air rushing towards her as she
did not die.
Breath shuddering though her lungs, she glanced around to find that a broken window had been her saving grace, jagged glass inches away from her bare legs. The room she was now encased within was empty and seeing it from this sideways perspective was unimaginably surreal for her.
As if something had let go, she found she was able to move her legs, gingerly stepping onto the wall below the window and wondering if she might be able to climb her way to an apartment on the other side and escape from the tower entirely.
With the water below her churning and the faint sounds of something laughing echoing in her ears, she set off.
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