Free Magic Secrets Revealed. Mark Leiren-Young

      “Everyone?” I asked, with the same tone he’d asked about Sarah. “Even Cecilllllle?”

      “Shut up.” Yup, Cecile was definitely going. She worked in the lab, but as far as I knew, she hadn’t talked to him yet, or acknowledged his existence. “It’s only a hundred bucks. And we get to spend the night camping, we get dinner and breakfast and lunch the next day and then it’s three hours, right around Hell’s Gate. It’ll be fun.”

      Fun. I pictured falling out of the raft, landing in a whirlpool and screaming for the rescuers who would shout back from the shore, “The water’s too rough,” before watching us go under for the third time. “And you think this is crazy?”

      “So you wanna go?”

      “Not really.”