Despite received wisdom in such events being 'don't look down', he looked down, and regretted it terribly. Not because of the great height - he could barely see anything in the darkness and might have been a few metres above a mound of mattresses for all he knew - but because his dressing gown had come undone and he had neglected to put on anything beneath it, such had been the alacrity with which he had left his cabin. No, this view was not especially what he wanted for his last memory.