Cascade
"If I could fall into the arms of death, it would be far more pleasant than what lies below. At least, that's what I like to think."
The worlds coursed through her mind like bullets through flesh, ripping and tearing at her thoughts in a chaotic melody. The glass fell around her, sparkling raindrops singing their song as she fell through the window. Another contract, another payout, and another body.
How much longer would she survive?