frisson
[ free-sohn; French free-sawn ]
noun, plural fris·sons [free-sohnz; French free-sawn] /friˈsõʊ̃z; French friˈsɔ̃/.
a
sudden,
passing
sensation
of
excitement;
a
shudder
of
emotion;
thrill:
The
movie
offers
the
viewer
the
occasional
frisson
of
seeing
a
character
in
mortal
danger.
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Oh god, oh god, oh god.
Why? Why am I doing this? Why did I agree to do this? I shouldn’t be here. I can just duck out, right? Someone else who actually wants to go on this
ride can take my place. I mean, there’s
plenty of people who like this sort of thing.
I’d rather stay as far away from this…this death trap as I possibly
can. Oh god, there’s the entrance. Last chance to get away. And it’s gone. Damn it.
Oh man, this is going to kill me, I just know it. It’ll stop working or break down or
something. Hell, maybe the entire ride
will just fall apart. It could happen,
right? I’ve heard stories about that
happening. Oh, god, the bar. Safety bar?
More like prison bar. All this
thing’ll do is keep me pinning in the burning wreckage when the ride breaks
down. It’ll happen, just you wait and
see. Maybe there’s still time. If I tell the workers that I want to get off,
maybe they’ll let me. Welp, too late
now. It started. And I’m dead.
I am so totally dead. Everyone on
board this ride will now die. I don’t
know how it’ll happen, but it will. I
just know it. Great, it’s going
slow. More time for something to go
wrong. I hate this. Oh god, now we’re going up. Up is bad.
Up is very, very bad. Up means
there’s farther to fall when all the ride’s supports collapse. And why is it moving so slowly? Aren’t these things supposed to be fast? Oh god, what if it’s the speed that’ll do
it? Like, it gets out of control and
starts moving faster and faster until all my organs get turned to mush. And then the supports break. Why do people go on these again? Okay we’re at the top. Great.
Just enough time to see the ground from up here before I meet it face
first. Wait, what’s going on? What’s happening? Why do I feel…
“WOOOOOOAAAAHHHHH!”
“AAAAAHHHHHHH!”
“WWWWWAAAAAAA!”
“AAAAAHHHHHHH!”
“WWWWWAAAAAAA!”
…
Is…is it over? Is
that it? Did…did I survive? Nothing broke down? Wow.
Nothing broke down. And all my
parts are in the right place. Huh. Now that I think about it, that was…kind of
fun, right? Like, WHAM! BAM!
WOOSH! Is this how it is for all
of these rides? Is that why people go on
them? Wow. Maybe…maybe I should try more. I mean, it wasn’t very long, so it won’t take
long to see. For purely experimental
reasons, of course. I have to see how
this ride compares to others. Or…or
maybe I could just go on this one again?
You know, to see if it’ll be the same the second time around. Maybe that would be better. I mean, I know that this one probably won’t
break down. Yeah, yeah, that’s what I’ll
do. Wait, where are the others? Why are they leaving? Don’t they want to go again? Or another one? Huh? The
time? Wow. I guess the line was longer than I thought.
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I haven't been to amusement parks very often. I only went to a big one once when I was a kid, and the rest were all small, local fairs or water parks or something. And now I probably wouldn't have much fun if I went. Oh well.
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