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UNFORGETTABLE PLANE JOURNEY

  Something flashed through the air, a darting flame of silvery gold. She fell in the aisle with a sickening thud, a sound that, I knew, would never forget. She had saved everyone, the air hostess, Donna. And now she herself was gone. Dead.The same as I would be if I stayed where I was. I trudged on, smearing blood all over, slowly, creeping across the luxuriously furnished first class section…not anymore though, the once regal white and gold seats, were now marred by a sickening red. As I plodded down further, I saw him. The sight of his limp, lifeless form was enough to have me clutching my stomach, commanding it with every bit of my will to not throw up. That would not do. I still didn't know if they were gone, but if they heard me….No! I shook my head. I had to stay quiet. I had to find Nimrat. That one thought strengthened my resolve and I ploughed on, as quiet as a 14 year old teenager with two left feet could possibly be. “WHO’S THERE?” not quiet enough apparently. The voice

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