posted on Jan, 27 2006 @ 09:21 AM
Ok, here's another:
One foot after the other, one hand after the other. That's all Tom was thinking, all he ever thought when he was climbing. His spiked boots dug into
the ice as he inched his way up. A nylon rope connected him to the mountain and to his wife Maxine, who was about ten meters lower on the frozen face.
Over the years Tom and Maxine had built up a trust for each other that surpassed any typical marriage vow. They trusted one another with their lives,
and proved it every weekend.
That's what Tom was thinking when he fell. There was no avoiding the panic, but he also knew there was a protocol for this sort of thing. If he
survived the fall, there would be things to do. He started thinking through the scenarios in his head. He felt the tug and snap of one of the spikes
giving way, and then another, and finally his right shoulder cracked against the ice. It wasn't a bad hit, and he didn't think it was broken. He
flailed around for a handhold, sliding now instead of falling. After a few meters he was once again air born, falling headfirst toward a ground he
All at once, he felt the soft snow envelop him, and then for just a heartbeat he was in the air again, and then he hit hard on solid ground. He looked
around and knew he'd fallen into a crevasse and was now lost in an otherworldly underground snow bubble. His shoulder hurt, but he could move. It
took him a moment or two of inexplicable agony to realize his leg was broken.
Luckily the rope was still connected to his belt. He yanked on it and instead of becoming taut it gave way. His heart quickened as he reeled in the
slack rope like a fisherman. Finally, the rope ended exactly where he knew it would, on the belt of his wife, who fell lifeless to the floor of the
He used the knife she'd given him on their last anniversary to cut the rope free from Maxine. Till death do us part. Tom knew he couldn't get out.
He had taken the precaution of notifying a Park Ranger about their intended climb and they were due to check in with him the next day.
It would take a while for the Ranger to realize he and Maxine were missing, and then probably a few days searching to actually find them. He had
enough thermal packs to keep from freezing, and with Maxine's pack he had enough water to last a few days. Tom gazed over at Maxine's limp body, and
knew there was only one other thing he needed. Maxine was there to save him, one last time.
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