I said goodnight to everyone, turned off my computer and got ready for bed.
I was just about to get into bed when I heard a knock at the door.
I asked who it was. It was the Toronto Police. (I checked through the peep hole and sure enough, there is a uniformed man.)
When I opened the door, the officer told me a lady had jumped off one of the balconies of the building, and they were trying to figure out which floor she lived on. He asked me if I knew anyone that matched a particular description. I said no. He said "thank you."
Then he asked me if I was alright. (I guess I looked a little shaken. I was, and I told him as much.)
Once he left and I closed the door, the morbid part of me went outside my balcony and peeked over the railing to see what I could see. I saw something covered in a sheet and I briefly thought, "Okay, what is that?" but other than that, I couldn't see anything. If I could have I would probably want to be describing it to a therapist right now.)
I was just about to get into bed when I heard a knock at the door.
I asked who it was. It was the Toronto Police. (I checked through the peep hole and sure enough, there is a uniformed man.)
When I opened the door, the officer told me a lady had jumped off one of the balconies of the building, and they were trying to figure out which floor she lived on. He asked me if I knew anyone that matched a particular description. I said no. He said "thank you."
Then he asked me if I was alright. (I guess I looked a little shaken. I was, and I told him as much.)
Once he left and I closed the door, the morbid part of me went outside my balcony and peeked over the railing to see what I could see. I saw something covered in a sheet and I briefly thought, "Okay, what is that?" but other than that, I couldn't see anything. If I could have I would probably want to be describing it to a therapist right now.)