The lowest a cloud can form is around 6,500 ft above sea level. The tallest mountain is almost 30,000 ft tall. I was falling from a height much higher than that.

I didn’t have a parachute, and there wasn’t a plane in sight. I was not five minutes earlier walking on the sidewalk like everyone else. I was wearing an earbud and listening to my favorite song when a scream forced me to look up from my phone. I watched with shocked confusion as random people rose into the air and became encased in crystal bubbles. To my horror, a similar phenomenon was happening to me.

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I screamed for help and hit the barrier I was stuck behind. There was no indication that the bubble had moved, but I found myself over a mountainous region as soon as it dissolved from the top down.

I screamed at the top of my lungs as gravity pulled me down towards the mountains, but in the back of my head, there was a part of me that accepted my death.