This rope will fall, dammit, and I thought this one was at least safe, like the first three ropes.
A fool I was to raise my hopes up.
I pin my attention on the seventh rope and I shake it violently.
"Dammit, work!" I don't know when I exploded, but I don't care.
I shake the rope and shake and shake and shake.
*CLINK* the eighth rope shifts and lowers, this is just like the ninth rope.
Only difference being the time it takes to detach.
I have to hurry.
This f*cking rope, move!
*CREAK* the seventh rope moves back, heading for the first row.
"Yes!" I scream and I can practically see the confusion on everyone's face.
The seventh rope pulls me back, while I'm latched onto the eighth.
I'm pulled back and back, till the eighth rope almost has me at a 90° angle to the floor and I've reached the limit of the eighth rope.
I let go of the seventh rope before it rips me in two.