In the Army Now

I can’t ever remember being more terrified.

I’m 40 meters up, standing on a windswept tower and being told to jump off.

I know I’m attached to a parachute. I know I’m not going to plummet into the ground (I’ve just seen two other people land safely). But every fiber of my being is screaming at me that, if I step over the parapet, I’m going to die.