The path ends suddenly and you find yourself plummeting into a swirling torrent of water. You crack your head open on a sharp rock and gradually die.
If it had been daylight you would have been able to see that there was supposed to be some stepping stones here but they were covered by runoff water from the snow-covered moors, so you wouldn't have beenable to use them anyway. Your body gets washed straight back down the beck into Pickering town centre. It is discovered by a greengrocer on his way to the market. Your parents come from Scarborough to identify you.

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