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Underground eXperts United
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Presents...
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[ Suicidal ] [ By The Chief ]
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SUICIDAL
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Pitch black. In daytime, the old construction area looked somewhat like
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an amusement park, but now, it had the feeling of a scene from one of those
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Terminator movies. The big metal monster ahead of her seemed to stretch its
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long arm towards her, but she was not afraid. She knew the crane couldn't hurt
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her. Nothing could at this moment. The pounding sound was the only sound that
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penetrated her brain. It was almost like her heartbeat ran through her legs
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and down into her shoes, that had to be the source of the sound, walking on
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the metal platforms. In a couple of minutes, the monsters' rusty metal eyes
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would light up the scene, making it impossible to stay unnoticed. She had to
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hurry, even though she didn't want to.
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Taking that first step up the ladder made it impossible for her to ever
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go back. Arms hurting. It didn't matter. She looked up, and found she was
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only half way, but didn't believe it. They had said it would only take
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seconds, and then it was all over, you never had the time to think. But
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this felt like a lifetime. She checked her watch. Had it stopped? Probably
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not. A few steps. Made her think. Think about when everything had been
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'normal'. Only three weeks ago. Then suddenly, it happened. Not once, but
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twice. Everyone talked, wondering who'd be next in line, but no-one dared
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to guess. She hadn't either though she couldn't help hearing what the others
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said. Their voices almost telling her she was the one. And one day, she
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couldn't stand it any more. Had to do it. Had to.
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She reached the top and felt the wind caressing her body. Sat down
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with her legs over the edge for a minute. The rope lay next to her. She
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picked it up, to make sure it would hold. She didn't want it to break
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and make her look like a loser. A failure. Looking down, she noticed
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that some people had gathered, and hoped that no-one would try to stop
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her. When she stood there, ready as she ever could be, the rope almost
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felt too tight. It was hard to swallow. But it was time. Time to go
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through with it. There was no turning back. One step into the air and
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she fell. They had lied. She did have time to think. Pictures flashed
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in front of her eyes, and she could hear the crowd scream below her.
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Waited for the rope to bring her to a halt, and about a second before she
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would have hit the ground, she felt it. The rope stretched and then
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retracted, pulling her back up in the air again. Just like they had said
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it would.
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uXu #257 Underground eXperts United 1995 uXu #257
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Call DIGITAL ANARCHY -> +1-703-758-0950
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