--An eerie mist covered the city, veiling itself in a mysterious shroud of grey. The city seemed cold and empty, tall buildings looming like skeletons over the labyrinth of streets below.
A cruel wind blew through; a bitter voice breaking the silence. "Did you see him fall?" No response. "Did you see anything?" The girl looked up at the man, fierce, big brown orbs reflecting his morbid curiosity.
"I didn't see anything," The pair stood quietly for a moment, their clothes beginning to dampen by the falling rain.
"He's dead." The girl exhaled, her brows drawn tight in thought. The boy between them was unmoving, a halo of blood around his head.
"Did he kill himself?" She asked, her voice wavering slightly.
"Not sure," He replied, regarding the girl's glass composure. The man's face was grim. Sirens wailed anxiously in the distance, help was arriving shortly. He looked at the girl sympathetically, and said softly, "Jack. I'm Jack." There was a pause, a moment's heart-beat.
"I wonder why," She whispered, "I wonder why did he do it? What was so bad?" She bent down to examine the boy closer, her tentative hand brushing over his cheek. He was only her age, just a kid making his way in life. Now he was gone. The girl stood up, her eyes slid back over to the man. "Leah, I'm Leah," She hesitated. "It's sad really,"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah... Mum'll be so sad he's gone."
The ambulance came to a screeching halt beside them. And the boy was carried away in a sea of hands.
