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Picture a late evening. You seem too preoccupied with your own thoughts you cannot seem to notice the passage of time. When you finally regain awareness, it's long past sunset. You notice the music that's been playing in the background, but you also know the music has been playing too faintly to be of any difference far too long now. The night air feels chilly on your bare skin, however this doesn't matter anymore for it won't be like so for much longer. Cold railings under your grasp, storm clouds gathering in the distant horizon, you know it's far too late to back down now. Your mind races, the music turns into a frantic crescendo of unimaginable vigor. Closing your eyes, you let go. Darkness engulfs you and the music was no more.