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Alice Going down the mountain was less terrifying than going up. Darkness had fallen and I could no longer see the tops of the tree tops as we swayed slightly above them in the gondola car. George and Gillian had me wrapped securely between them, and a strange sense of comfort and safety seemed to leak through their arms and into my body, calming my racing heart, and allowing my constricted lungs to breath. They kept whispering that they weren’t going to let anything happen to me, and even though reason told me that if the cable suddenly broke and the gondola car plummeted to the ground and went crashing down the side of the mountain, we would all end up dead... I still believed them. The cable didn’t actually break, and we stepped safely off at the bottom. It was just the three