Another Monday Morning

You quickly jump off the Zebra before checking out the surroundings. In the instant your feet hit the ground you feel a terrible cold that chills you to your bones and you stumble; stumble out into nothing. You feel yourself falling, falling, falling and then you feel no more.

You mother stops by a few days later and finds you brocken body laying on your bed , smashed beyond all recoginition. The police, after much work, are able to confirm your identity if not your cause of death.