The Girl on the Bridge

 Blood seemed to ripple through my body like a lump of sand stuffed into a bottle. A drop of sweat ran down my left temple. Meanwhile, my lungs and heart don't seem to be functioning properly. I'm really shocked to see this anonymously sent recording.

 "You're a fighter. You should fight."

 The sentence suddenly flew through my head creating an echo in the void. The lines on my face instantly turned into an angry expression. There was a strange power rushing through my body as if someone had purposely given me an artificial chromosome as my extra power. And I began to realize that I was no longer allowed to remain silent like a fool.

 Yes. I'm a fighter. I have to fight.

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 Jace's Point of View