Red never imagined emotions could be so powerful. Terror was a wild animal that shook his body. He couldn’t see where he was, the clouds thick as milk, but the cable rose at an angle hard to walk up, let alone crawl along on its ice-glazed surface. He clung to it as if it were a bucking horse, arms and legs wrapped around as far as they would go. His cheek crushed against the icy steel; his body shivered in the squall.