SOC Blog #7 - Contemplation

David - Short Story fragment #1

Standing atop the building overlooking the city in midmorning always makes me feel better. Up here, high above the concrete jungle below, I feel free; almost as if I could fly. The way things have been going lately every day I feel like maybe it would be worth it to see if I could fly. I know it's a crazy thought and that even the scientists have told me the chances are slim.

You see, my power is only theorized to be brought on by massive adrenaline spikes. They can simulate this in the lab and see me levitate above the table, however every time they have tried having me fly with a net beneath I have failed. The theory is that it must be a true situation, such as standing on the edge of my building and looking down... feeling the fear.

I've contemplated this moment for so many weeks since the initial treatments. I step to the edge and look down. These same streets where Spider Man and Super Man have travelled in their own fictional adventures, they could be my redemption or I could be a victim of an apparent suicide.

I decide, this is the moment, if I am fated to fly then I will fly. If not then I will only know for a short period of time. I don't know how I'd express it to my wife. After everything I went through to be with her... all the pain of waiting and divorce. Is it worth it to possibly die to see if I can fly?

Somewhere nearby somewhere is playing the song "The world I know" by Collective Soul. I can't help but feel some irony as I act out the lyrics, stepping to the edge to see the world below... then stepping off the edge and watching the ground rush up to meet me.

I feel my cells struggling to lift. My fall begins to slow, but I don't know if it will be enough....

To be continued...