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... the moment his feet left the ground.
"Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!" His mind screamed as panic surged through his veins. He flailed instinctively, wind tearing at his skin, the balcony already far behind him. Every primal instinct screamed in his ears—this was no training accident. This was a dive to death.
"You've got to be kidding me!" he howled, barely able to comprehend how quickly everything had spiraled out of control. He was supposed to blink a few meters forward—not go flying over ...
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