Like Blood (Checks and Christina BG, can skip, last)

Christina knew that she was in deep trouble. There was no way she was going to get out of this harness unless she pulled herself upwards.

She groaned, suspended in the air, around more than a hundred feet off the ground. She had never been one to be afraid of heights. Her stomach did not crumble on its own with being high, in the near prospect of death.

Christina planted her feet on the wall as best as she could and started to pull herself upwards. After about three steps, she realized how hard this was. She was pulling her overall weight with her arm! The wind blowing down on her was not helping either.

"Alright, let's try this again," she told herself and pressed the button on the mid-section of her body. Maybe it was just malfunctioning earlier. Maybe she was not in the right position to be lifted by the machinery. Maybe—