Well, this was quite a quandary, now wasn't it? With the surreal state you were in influencing your every move, it didn't even strike you as odd that the prospect of taking a leap of faith off of the dresser wasn't very daunting. You understood that this was a dire circumstance, and that it called for drastic measureslike the ones you had been contemplating, but was it anything short of suicide to just jump off Claire's dresser and hope you landed somewhere soft enough to break your fall, and not just break you? There was no time to hesitate, really, but there was also nowhere on the surface to hide, aside from your former prison. So, without so much as peering over the edge, you inhale deeply and run to the edge of the dresser, feeling no pangs of remorse as you leap off into thin, unsupporting air.
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