For a moment David stared at the ground getting father and farther away under him. His brain was strangely blank, barely processing what was happening, while an odd, mild feeling of 'this is strange' ran through him. Everything was just mellow for that moment, and K9's barks and the staring and pointing of other people didn't bother him. Even the possibility of a painful and sudden death ddn't seem to register with him.<br/><br/>He quite calmly took in the spectacular view from this high. The forest and the mountain and the wide blob of miasma. The city almost seemed small from this perspective, filling the city walls and then stretching out on the other side of the river far beyond the old walls themselves. Further away it petered out into suburbs and that then gave way to farms. In amongst it all black roads of asphalt wound their way to and fro like great black snakes, and cars were zooming back and forth along them.<br/><br/>David blinked at the aeroplane in the distance, at the fluffy clouds, and he smiled slightly at the flock of birds that passed by. He thought they were pidgeons, but he couldn't be certain. Birds weren't his thing, really, and neither were heights. Nor falling to his death from them because of some winged freak of nature thought it would be fun to scare him shitless.<br/><br/>When the stranger - the same stranger who was the only thing holding him up - started to speak, David turned his head as much as he could in order to look at him. He blinked once, twice, and then he did what any normal living being would do in this situation.<br/><br/>He screamed.<br/><br/>Loudly.<br/><br/>"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! PUT ME BACK DOWN, YOU CRAZY FUCKER!"