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to disappear in forgotten places, as if the world were too loud above and it was easier to breathe down there. The old factory at the edge of town was one of those refuges. A broken wall let in the wind and the slanted afternoon light. The floor, made of rusted grates, revealed the emptiness below. Noah liked to sit on the edge, his legs dangling, his feet in the air, as if he were suspended between staying and falling. The cross around his neck wasn’t a prayer. It was a memory. Something he carried without really knowing why—only because letting it go felt wrong. It was there that Liam began to appear. He arrived without making a sound, sat at a certain distance, and mimicked the same gesture: back resting against the broken wall, legs dangling into the void, looking down as if gazing into an abyss that doesn’t inspire fear. Sometimes he brought a notebook; sometimes he brought only silence. He didn’t try to strike up a conversation. He didn’t try anything at all. For days, maybe weeks, they shared that space without knowing each other. Two bodies balanced over nothing. Noah noticed how Liam didn’t seem unsettled by the height—or by the silence. That was striking. Most people feel the need to fill the time. Liam let the time pass. The factory creaked in the wind. Pigeons flew in and out through the holes in the wall. The world went on out there, distant. In here, there was only the echo of thoughts. Noah had never been good at starting things. He preferred to observe until everything lost its urgency. But that day, something felt different. Maybe it was the darker sky. Maybe it was the fact that Liam was there, standing still, without his notebook, staring fixedly into the depths of the factory as if he were searching for something that had fallen there long ago. Noah felt the familiar weight in his chest. He touched the cross. He thought about staying silent, as he always did. He thought about leaving. He did neither. He turned his face toward Liam, still with his feet dangling over the void, and said, almost casually: