High above the sleeping city, I stood on the skyscraper’s window ledge, trying to nerve myself to jump. Finally, unable to wait any longer, I leaned forward and let myself fall into space.
And that was when I heard a voice in my ear, a horrible, ancient voice, whispering.
“Welcome...welcome,” it said. “I’ve been waiting so long for you.”
When I hit the street below, I know I’ll see its face.