James took a deep breath. If he ran fast enough, he could jump off the table, and possibly land safely. A small chance, but since he's smaller gravity might be on his side. "Well? What's your decision?" Finally he worked up the nerve and started running towards the edge. James felt his feet leave the table, and adrenaline took over. He was flying through the air. If he didn't know any better, he'd say he enjoyed it. Maybe even received a high from the rush. But this feeling was short lived. He saw the floor rushing up at him. This was it. The moment. Did he make it?
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