8 Lives Left

2003

-Kitchen-

"...babe tell me!"

"I was about nine. Hanging out with friends at an abandoned construction site..."

"Haha, what? Why in the world did ya hang out at a construction site?"

"It was a regular thing, back then half of the buildings never got finished. Economy problems I guess. I don't know, I was too young. We were also infatuated with heights. Anyway. In the previous hour I fell off a tree I was climbing. Branch snapped. I didn't get hurt...but till this day I still think there was irony in that fall. Pissed off at the branch I carried it with me, don't ask me why.
Back to the construction site. It was the seventh floor that was never finished. "You're it" game was held. About twenty minutes into the game I found my self being chased by one of my friends on the very top floor of the building. Little did we notice...garbage shoots were installed. Seventh floor's garbage shoot was never covered, leaving a 3x3 foot hole in the floor...unmarked"

"Oh...no!"

"It happened so fast. In a blink of an eye.....I was hanging. Holding on by one hand, onto the damn stick. As I fell, the branch held on to the sides. In shock, I was looking down...screaming. I felt someone grab my hand. Then I heard my friend yell at me "Dai Ruku!" ...give me your other hand. After he pulled me out, I just laid there starring at that fucking branch as if it was God"