The guide dips his oar left, then right, as you move into the broad, sweeping stream. The raft bobbles and slides through the water, still moving pretty fast. It's terrific! But then the guide's oar hits something and the raft starts to spin. It's too far—you're drifting sideways and getting awfully close to some boulders.
The guide struggles to shift the raft around and regain control, while your hands white-knuckle the handles on either side of you. Your whole body is tense and anxious—even brittle. The guide gets the front pointed downstream, but it's too late. You smack into one of the boulders, and the raft bucks up and throws you right out. Oh, crap!
You plunge into the river and hit your head on a big rock, inhaling a lungful of water in surprise. Fuck, what now? Isn't the helmet supposed to protect you? You vaguely notice something orange rushing past you as the world blackens and fades away..
It looks as if this is the end for you. How very tragic! If only you had chosen a different option, instead…