A sheer cliff is in front of me. Distance is hard to judge but I think it is about a sixty yard drop. It shouldn’t be a problem. I can survive up to a sixty-five and this is the fastest route to get where I need to go. Without much more thought, I jump. The fall isn’t exhilarating or terrifying. They never are.
I hit the ground and the next thing I know everything seems a little greyer and I am in a completely different location. I look up towards the sky and see weird swirling clouds. I am dead. No big deal, it has happened before, but I am not entirely sure how to get back to my body from here. Luckily I have the pulling sensation telling me the general direction that my body lays.