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Evie sat in the window, her legs dangling outside the building above the ominous dark pit. Her curiosity got her wondering what was down there, but the rest of her brain decided it didn't matter. Wondering what would happen to her if she failed would only distract her from succeeding.
Pulling her eyes back up to the obstacle course, Evie looked around at her options and carefully stood up on the sill, her hands on the walls of the window to keep herself balanced. The window wasn't tall enough for her to stand up straight, so she was a bit hunched over, but now she was tall enough to reach a rope that was hanging above her head. Evie tugged on the rope, as it wasn't a loose rope, but it was attached from one building to another, up and across the black pit and closer to her destination roof. She put as much weight on it as she could to make sure it would hold her. If she could hand-walk herself across the alley, the rope would bring her to the edge of the last building before the roof where the flag was.
The rope seemed sturdy enough, so Evie carefully wrapped both hands around it and slowly started to put all of her weight onto it... until she was completely off the window sill and dangling freely over the black pit. Taking a deep breath, she placed one hand in front of the other again and again, swinging down the rope and making her way across the alley to the next building. Her arms started getting tired about halfway across, of course. She didn't weigh that much, but she didn't have that much arm strength. Bu still, Evie pushed on, one hand in front of the other, making her way down the rope, eyes UP and on her goal.
She was about ten feet away from reaching the other roof when she felt the rope slip and catch. Her heart thudded as she looked behind her to see the rope fraying and wearing thin. Without hesitation, Evie moved her hands faster and faster as the rope slipped... and slipped... and finally broke, sending her rocketing towards the side of the building. Somehow she kept her mind clear and put her legs out in front of her knees bent, so instead of slamming her shoulder into the brick wall, she bounced off nicely by her feet. Her heart still pounding, Evie looked up as she adjusted the hold her hands had on the rope. She was about five feet from the roof.
Whew... She could do this.
Her arms straining and burning, as well as her hands from the bit of rope burn she got, Evie used her feet against the wall and her hands on the rope to slowly crawl her way up and up towards the roof. Her sweaty hands made it harder and her arm muscles BURNED, but the alternative was failure... and that wasn't really an alternative at all.
With a mighty whine grunt, Evie made it to the top of the rope and threw an arm over the edge of the roof, and then another. And then she scrambled her legs again and pulled herself onto the roof and flopped onto her stomach. Oh, dear God. She was never skipping arm day ever again. |