standing on the edge of the railway bridge, many thoughts pass through your head, but not one remains. you sigh and look down again. a monstrous wind hums under your feet, as if letting you catch the speed of your fall. and here it is, the last step. you do it and suddenly someone grabs you by the hood and throws you back. suddenly you hear the voice of the savior and realize that it is your friend ghost. “have you gone crazy?? why... why didn’t you tell anyone anything...”