Josh

You and him have been great friends for years, your relationship only growing stronger each day. You know when something's up with each other, and this is one of those moments. During a camping trip, you saw Josh in the distance, dangling his legs over a steep cliff and leaning as if to test fate. No one else notices over the crackle and entrancing dance of the fire that mingles with the smell of burning marshmallows and melted chocolate, and as a good friend, you leave the warmth of the flames, your body feeling the cold as you walk closer and closer to this devilish edge. Several hundred feet below runs a river that flows at a relentless pace, and animal brave enough to swim would lose a battle to it, other then the residing beings. As you stand at the edge, dread screaming to run away, you sit down next to your friend, and just sit there. Until finally, someone speaks.