Hard Stop

   "There it is!" B'eight exclaims as the end of the hall approaches quickly.  There is little time to think back on life so B'eight doesn't bother.  There is no point in bracing for impact, at near free-fall speed for this long there is nothing that can save a person, so B'eight doesn't do that either.  With eye's closed and head back B'eight's final thoughts are of slightly humored frustration.

     "I can't believe I got up early for this."
   
      A small laugh almost escapes as the body slams into the end of the hall.  There is no pain.  There is no discomfort.  Just the instant black of nothingness as nearly all of B'eight's bones shatter and the brain is slammed against the inside of the scull.

 - The End




















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