-lovely view from up here. I should be terrified of the mysterious man who had just appeared beside me, his face deathly pale and framed by a jet black turtleneck. He wasn’t wrong. From the top of the council estate you could see all across the vast city. People funnelled down pavements beside endless flows of cars all worming their way home. Industrial projects wrought and wrangled great steel beams into place, lifted vast skyscrapers from piles of barren rubble, almighty explosions obliterated old relics to make way for the ever expanding new. It took me a moment to take it all in.
-i suppose… I reply, wrongfooted by the stranger.
-not a bad day for it either, the man says, gesturing towards the clear sky.
-bad day for what? I reply with a scowl.
-i didn’t mean to offend you, the man replied, I often get a bit desensitized to it all, it being my job and everything.
I don’t get a chance to express my confusion before he asks -what’s making you do it? If you don’t mind me asking.
I pause. I think about last night, about the fight, and how it was all my fault, about how I was suffocating her and she needed to spread her wings and leave me behind so she could follow her dreams. She was right of course. I admired the view again. This is a timeless city, and I’m sure it’d be better off leaving me behind.
-look why do you care so much weirdo? I ask, looking up at him properly for the first time. His face his thin, with high cheekbones and dark hollow circles under his eyes. He looks more like a skeleton than like a man. I can’t feel any heat coming from him, no pumping blood or twitching muscles. The man radiated nothingness and then I understood. The man smiled.
-its alright… he said… at least it’s on your terms I suppose… silver lining…
-well you want me to do it you would say that
-i suppose so… The man replied… all the books must be balanced in the end after all
-w…what happens… I started, suddenly confronted by just how high the building was… what happens after I…
-if I knew that I’d have some comfort for you but unfortunately it’s not my area. My role is just to send you over the edge, I cannot comment on what will happen when you hit the bottom.
-right… right… I mumbled, gazing off at the smog choked horizon and trapped in a moment of supreme indecision.