A sensation of falling and the roar of the wind in his ears drowned out his sense to focus properly. The bandages on his arms began to unravel. All his calculations did not include the very notion of falling off a building. His hair is whipped around in a careless display. The lapels of his coat merely move with the upcoming wind below him. Memories of those he cares for soon slip through his mind. A figure on the top of the building is all he can see before his world fades to black.