"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Aldrich could only curse, though he knew it wouldn't change his predicament one bit.
Still, if he didn't vent his frustration, he feared he might go insane from the absurdity of the situation he had been involuntarily thrust into.
Thousands of meters above the ground, Aldrich and the rest of the newly admitted first years were plummeting at breakneck speed with nothing but their bodies to shield them.
'They expect us to survive a fall from this height?!'
From the dizzying height, the ground was barely visible, a mere speck in the distance.
The reality of it all was sinking in fast, too fast to quite grasp in haste.
If they continued falling at this rate, their bodies would crash into the earth with brutal force, bones shattered, blood staining the ground, their flesh making an unceremonious mark on the floor.
That was the grim fate that awaited them if Aldrich didn't act fast.
