Falling
By: James Rumpel

Al screamed despite the fact that his panicked cries did nothing to abate his plummet into the black abyss. He wasn't even sure that he was making any sound. The constant whine made by the rush of air bombarding his ears made it impossible to hear anything else.

He stopped yelling long enough to take a deep breath and noticed how difficult it was to push the air out of his lung. The never-ending barrage of updraft pounded against his face.

Clearly, asking the genie to make his every dream come true had been a mistake.

Al returned to screaming.

THE END

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