His velvet obsession
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The mist was swirling, a white shroud over a four-thousand-foot grave.
If I take his hand, I’m back in the cage, I thought. If I don't, I’m dead.
It wasn't a choice. Not really. It was just a different kind of falling.
I lunged. My frozen fingers slapped against his, and for a terrifying heartbeat, I slipped. I felt the air rush past my ears, the weight of gravity claiming my legs. Then, his fingers clamped around my wrist like a manacle.
He didn't just pull; he hauled me upward with a raw, guttural scream of effort. I was dragged over the jagged metal lip of the hatch, my ribs scraping against the steel, until I tumbled into the dark, cramped crawlspace on top of him.