Oh, ferris wheels were usually perfectly nice. Despite how high up they were, you assumed that they were safe and that you weren't going to die a tragic death. Not to mention, the view at the top was exhilirating. Not even being trapped in a cabin with a she-devil could stop him from enjoying the ride, perched as far away from Sandra as possible.

Of course, ferris wheels became considerably less nice when they stopped. And if you counted in the fact that there was still a she-demon in the cabin, the un-niceness took a sharp turn into hellsville. Bryn slowly sat up in his seat, his head slowly turning to face the woman across from him. He offered a weak smile, practically begging her to be civil while they were stuck, and suddenly became extremely religious as he prayed to every god he knew.

"... Sooo, how about the view? Wanna dump water on the cabins below us?" The student tried, in a weak effort to distract Sandra from torture. Or, well, torture of him anyways.

SANDRA MENDOZA