It’s a scary ride. You pass rugged-looking outcroppings that could tear the cage apart if the wind should swing you over that far. That could happen any moment. Birds circle overhead, looking for food. You grow dizzy watching them.
It’s a one-way ride. It’s been a damned expensive trip, but it’ll be worth every penny! I’ve always had plenty money, anyway, and rarely has it been worth having.
The cage jitters to a halt, and I step out. I stop at the sign that says JUMP OFF POINT–and I stretch out my arms, sprint ahead–and do just that.