The sky wasn’t blue; it was red and orange and yellow and a bit of all of the hot colors of the rainbow mixed together. A slight peaceful spring breeze blew through the air, and everything seemed almost…peaceful. Except for the one little detail that I missed, and forgot to mention.

I had just fallen out of a helicopter, and was currently plummeting my way towards the ground, which was also known as my death.

I’m dying aren’t I? Good bye, world. Bye Institute. Good bye, my best friends. I’ll miss you all. This seems like a rather horrible way to die, though. I bet Angie’s still freaking out in the helicopter. No one would’ve anticipated it. I’m sorry I’m such a klutz. It was in my genes; I apologize. Don’t blame yourself, Angie, if you somehow hear my thoughts from up there. If you can, I think you should go talk to people. Anyways, it’s not your fault. It’s completely mine.

I continued to fall downwards, spreading my arms. Hey, if I’m going to die, might as well do it stylishly and pretend to be a bird. I lost all of my dignity a long time ago anyways, and no one besides Angie would know anyways. Angie’s last impression of me would be a klutz who enjoys acting like a bird before dying, while everyone else’s would be a dead girl who fell out of the sky and went splat on the pavement. I hope I wouldn’t hit anyone; it would be a horrible way to die, if you kill someone with your death. On a happy note, my family won’t care at all. Maybe they’d even be happy. It’s something nice to think about.

A snake like figure flew past me. It was at least seven feet long, and its body had a turquoise colored scaly texture. Great, I was already looking forward to death by pavement, and not, even a dragon wants to kill me? If you ask me, I wouldn’t necessarily be tasty, so I don’t recommend eating me. Getting back to the problem at hand, even though the dragon had appeared, I was still more worried about the pavement, which was getting closer and closer. In a couple of seconds, the buildings will be right next to me and with another half a second, I’d be as flat as a pancake.

The dragon suddenly plummeted downwards and before I had a chance to react, it twisted upwards, and the uncomfortable, sinking feeling in my stomach had disappeared and was replaced with an upward jerk, and suddenly, I was floating. Floating, as in hovering twenty feet, not working a single muscle and feel as light as a pillow.

“Wow,” I murmured, trying to take everything in. The landscaping was beautiful; I didn’t know that in the slums of New Jersey we still had things like this. It shows that some people do care about the environment. If there were enough of these people, we could-

The dragon snorted and spun its head as far back as it could and stared at me with its tilted eyes. In comparison to its body, its eyes were surprisingly electrical blue. The shading of them was familiar, but I couldn’t place my finger on where I had seen them before in my life. Despite the fact that I probably should be pretty freaked out that the dragon might change its mind and eat me, or the fact that dragons existed at all, I was more frustrated about not being able to figure out where exactly I had seen them before. They weren’t exactly the most common things you’d find in New Jersey. Blue eyes, blue eyes, electric blue eyes, color of my purse, the demented apple and my favorite pen at home, and also the color of Angie’s fabulously colored eyes…

Oh shoot.

“ANGIE!?”