I can't wait to try it. I've been somewhat spoiled by working here. I've gone down The Kraken so many times, it's no longer the biggest slide in the state for me. It's just the easiest way to get to the staff area for lunch, a means to make the most of my 15 minutes that my friends usually use as a smoke break. Not that the other way is difficult or really that time consuming, but given the two options, might as well take the quick route. When I saw Emma climb up the outer support, I thought she was just getting a look at the stairs; it's hard to see if anyone's on the spiral staircase from where we sit. But then she turned around and crouched down without even her customary, happy, smirk on her face. As if to say "this was how it was always done, silly." But she was grinning all the way down. I could tell, which was unusual. Normally it was the top of the head we would see disappear down the chute. I couldn't go just yet. In just a moment it would be someone else's turn. There was rarely a wait, so there was always a steady stream of people, if you'll pardon the expression. Once Emma finished her paperwork, she'd come back to replace me. It seemed like the longest '15 of my "career", but I believed the wait to be worth it. It was rekindling some of the magic that drew me here in the first place. Finally she poked her head up around the corner, and said aloud what I was thinking "You're ready!" I scrambled up the scaffolding, and crouched down like I had seen, my body a coiled spring waiting to be released. The moment lasted for an eternity compared to the seemingly instantaneous wetness of the normal drop. I opened my eyes and saw the bottom of the slide above me