"It's not going to hurt, right?" I said.
"Of course not. Now go stand on the edge." I said.

I walked to the edge without concern, for I made me believe I was safe.

Then, a step back.
Then, floating.
Then, nothing.

Crash.
Crunch.
Silence.

"See, I told you it wouldn't hurt. I never said it wouldn't kill you." I said to myself.
Then I was gone.