In the heat of battle, I make a grave mistake, forgetting to pull my parachute as I jump off a building. Panic sets in as I plummet towards the ground. Desperately, I cry out to my squad, “Help, I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!” The gravity of the situation is not lost on me, and I hope they hear my distress call. With each passing second, the ground looms closer, and the realization sinks in that I may be doomed. It’s a moment of vulnerability, relying on my squad to come to my aid and save me from this perilous freefall.
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