The Madman Of Black Bear Mountain - Plot & Excerpts
The rope rail bent beneath his weight, and for a terrifying second he seemed to hover in the air before gravity took hold and flipped him over the side, his body twisting as he fell. The fall was too high, the rocks below too sharp, the rapids too fast. There was no way he was going to survive, unless . . . “Yes!” I screamed as Joe grabbed hold of the bottom rope just before it slipped from his grasp. The bridge swung violently, nearly bucking him, but he held on. The victory didn’t last long. He only managed to pull himself halfway up before the bridge started to come apart around him. Wood planks flew off and rained down toward the churning rapids as the ropes holding them in place began to snap. Suddenly there wasn’t anything left for Joe to pull himself back onto because there was a huge gap between the remaining planks on either side of him—the rope Joe clung to had transformed from a support rail into a high wire! He tried walking his hands back along the swaying rope, but that just caused more planks to fly free and the rope to bow dangerously, dangling Joe even lower over the rapids.
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