Jokey lays down on the branch. He looks up into the leaves above him. He doesn't bother to close his eyes, knowing he doesn't have enough time (something deep in Jokey laughs weakly at that) to sleep. Too bad, he really misses sleep.
The wind blows.
The bucket falls.
The leaf hits him.
Jokey falls.
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