Chapter 4 (part 1): The Edge of Darkness
Jack stood there still, on the brink of destruction, waiting to know if he should go down or head back. The answer wasn't coming to him and it was cold and lonely standing here. He was utterly alone, wishing desperately that someone would come and help him. Every time he called out, his voice was lost in the wind and he realized that no one would be able to hear him anyway. He tried to think positive, but every memory of times he had been left alone or mocked came back and pushed away any hopeful thoughts or memories that he had.
He wished that Sue could be here. She knew what it was like to be alone. Silently he vowed to himself that if any more weddings or high school reunions came along and she asked him to go with her, he would drop anything and everything to go with her, even if it meant canceling a date. In some ways he was glad that Allie was gone because it left him open, but he half wished that she wasn't because he didn't want to be alone. It dawned on him then that if he didn't do something, he would be alone forever.
He wished that there was something that was real to hold on to. Everything he saw here was an image, a part of a larger nothing. He swayed slightly in the wind. Quickly he realized that his thinking could influence his hold on even this world. But still, there was nothing. No way to decide where he should go. He desperately wanted someone, anyone, to make that decision for him, but there was no one. No one to decide, or even help him decide.
A feeling of despair washed over him and he started sliding closer to the pit. The wind was blowing harder now, trying with all it's might to push him in. He faintly heard something that sounded like whispers on the wind, but he couldn't hear what, if anything, was being said. Right now, there was nothing to hold on to. No way to stop himself from going over the edge.