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A skydiver plummets through the sky at breakneck speed, eyes wide with panic as his parachutes refuse to open. The wind roars deafeningly around him, tearing at his jumpsuit. Below, the earth rushes closer, a terrifying blur of green and brown. His hands frantically clutch and tug at the cords, sweat mixing with tears as desperation takes hold. Clouds streak by in a flash, and his scream is lost to the howling wind.
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