I feel this sensation spread over my entire body.
The wind in my hair.
The g-force pressing against my chest.
The air particles battering across every pore on my face as my limp, helpless form rapidly displaces meter upon meter of atmospheric gas.
My clothes, rippling violently on my skin as though their only wish is to achieve enough sentience to leap from my body and escape their immanent fate.
The frigid cold.
The burning air resistance.
The exponential increase in acceleration before terminal velocity takes its toll.
The windows of office buildings streaking past me, upwards in every direction.
The ever increasing ground, growing closer with every dragging millisecond.