Mark Brooke | 27.12.2015

The air blows at Mark's hair as he climbs to the bell tower of his school.

He pulls at his coat to give him some warmth. He is dressed in funeral clothes - a black tuxedo.

He looks down from the edge of the tower. A chill runs down his spine as he looks down. He takes a deep breath in. He leaps.

-The End-

And, that's the end of this book. I hope the book was satisfying. Thank you for your support. Keep breathing, keep living.

Until next time,

Selcouth.