Death by chairlift
I was skiing at Sunshine resort in eastern British Columbia a couple of years ago, and I had an "incident" involving one of their chairlifts. It was rather old and rickety, and a lot of the seats were loose. I was riding the lift with my father, and when we got to the top, he slid forward and up off the lift before I did. This caused the seat to shift, trapping my jacket. I didn't realise this, however, until I felt myself being towed backwards towards an extremely high ledge with trees and rocks at the bottom. My Dad was screaming at the attendant to stop the lift. My jacket started to tear, and tore up the side of the zipper until it reached my neck: it stopped there for some reason, so I was suspended by my neck from the damned chairlift. Everything seemed like it was in slow motion: no lights or tunnels here either though. Luckily, they did stop the chairlift before I made it to the edge,and I was helped down. I felt rather shaky for the rest of the day, not surprisingly.

Edited to add: As compensation, they loaned me a jacket to replace mine (loaned, not replaced, the cheap buggers) and paid to have mine repaired. About a year later, chatting to a former employee at the resort, she told me that the chairlift regularly "eats" jackets. Well, that's all right then. I should have sued while I had the chance.
(BlackArmadillo Avoided writing that article on, Thu 2 Dec 2004, 10:54, Reply)