The wind flows through my hair and a scream escapes my lips as gravity pulls me and my little sister relentlessly to the ground like an anchor. The fateful fall seems endless. My stomach clenches and my heart leaps out of my chest. We still haven't hit the ground. Do we still have a chance of survival? Certainly not now. We've been falling for more than half a minute. As we inch inexorably closer to the ground, a huge blinding wave of light bursts from my sister's chest. As the warmth of the light washes over me, my heart strikes one last time