It was a beautiful view. The sun was beginning to set, which painted the river a lovely red. The wind blow through my hair, carrying my tears with it. I looked back down, past my feet still on the ledge, to the swirling currents. I wonder how far down that is?

I tense up slightly as I hear footsteps walking closer to me. I... I thought this part of town was abandoned. Left long ago to rot and wither away as if it never existed in the first place.

I glance over to the stranger before looking back out to the river. I doubt I could just... Ignore them. I mean, I was hoping no one would be here when I... Maybe I could just wait for them to leave.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"