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Realistic or Modern Falling from the sky

Thomas felt his stomach flip, his knees buckled slightly and he grabbed onto the headrest of an empty chair for support. What was that? He looked around the aisles of the plane, looking for something that could have fallen over, anything that had caused him to be startled. Confused, he was about to turn to go back to his seat when he realised something. Nothing had fallen over. Other people looked just as scared as he did. A feeling in his stomach told him something was wrong. He couldn't move his legs, his mouth hung open slightly. Was he going to die? Or was he just being paranoid, as usual?
 



All of a sudden, Daniella felt cold. She draped a black lace sweater she'd gotten at Abercrombie in the St. Louis mall over her small shoulders and hugged her knees to her chest, scratching her nails on the light wash skinny jeans she was wearing nervously. What was going on?

"Nicole, does something seem weird to you?" Danielle looked to her sister who was pulling her blonde hair into a ponytail. "No? What are you talking about Daniella. You're delusional." Danielle didn't respond to that. She just looked out the window and tried to forget what had happened.

But she couldn't.​
 
"Uh, this is your captain speaking, we appear to have been hit by, uh, something. Don't worry, we will be landing at fort smith soon"
 
Thomas took a deep breath, nothing was wrong, he had to keep convincing himself of that fact. He stood straight, letting go of the chair, and began to continue walking up the aisle, his earphones were completely off now, and he heard everyone's conversations clearly. He heard a girl ask if something seemed weird, and he desperately just wanted to tell her that, yes, something was definitely wrong. But that would be creepy. Just then, he heard the announcement. He stopped walking, and shut his eyes for a moment. He was right. They had been hit. It wasn't just him being paranoid.
 
Brendan raised his eyebrows and was breathing heavily. "How? Who could get one of those missiles," he asked out loud. He grabbed his backpack and rummaged through it. "Thank god, thank god," he muttered, leaning back.


I am a dolphin.


Also, sent from Atlantis using a shellphone.
 



When the announcement reached earshot, Daniella felt lightheaded. Extremely lightheaded. Her vision became slightly blurred, and if that wasn't enough, she heard her sisters screaming, and people talking anxiously. She heard yelling in the cabin, and that was enough to make her loose consciousness. The last thing she saw was Sophie hovering over her, and saying something. It sounded as if she was miles away. And then, black.​
 
Thomas heard his mother shouting for him, and he snapped his head back around and looked, she was trying to get to him but an air hostess was telling her to sit back down. As he began to walk back down the aisle again, feeling lightheaded and sick in the stomach, all he could hear was yelling. He didn't make it far, as his knees buckled again, and this time he fell to the carpeted ground with a thud.
 
Black. Everything went black, and cold. He couldn't feel anything, but he could hear his heart beat, and he could tell he was alive. But was he? Or was this the dimension between life and death? What was it his mother called it? Purgatory or something? He never knew. Wait... His mother. His father. Were they alive? Thomas couldn't tell, and he couldn't go to them, he couldn't move, or see. Oh God, he must be dead.
 
Brendan fell to the floor, clutching his bag and head. He was still slightly awake, but almost unconscious. "Ow," he groaned. This plane is going down, he thought, then everything went black.


I am a dolphin.


Also, sent from Atlantis using a shellphone.
 
Rhett let out a collapsed breathe as he squeezed his girlfriends hand. He felt like the world was breaking down and evaporating around him. He tried to keep his eyes open but he couldn't. The last thing he saw before he passed out was his girlfriend, reaching in for a desperate hug.
 
Rhett winced in pain as he lifted himself up. He had a major cut on his right leg. He moaned as he looked around for his girlfriend. "What in the hell happened?"
 



Brown eyes flickered open to a destroyed plane. Daniella lurched upright. She was on her stomach on the blue carpeted ground, a cut on her cheek on which she found there to be dried blood. Immediately she stood, though her legs were shaky, and rushed over to her sisters. She knelt in front of Sophie, who was on the ground, with a terrible bloody bruise on the side of her head. Daniella felt that awful stinging feeling in her eyes. "Soph, Sophie!" She screamed, shaking her sister by the shoulders, who still wasn't moving. "Sophie wake up! You're fine!" Daniella wailed, hugging her sister and going into hysterical sobs. She looked around, her eyes red and puffy. "Jenna! Nicole!" She shrieked. "Please.'' She buried her face in her hands, letting the tears fall into her palms.​
 
Brendan woke up, and everything was blurry. He was outside of the plane. He heard someone call out, then shouted, "Me!" He opened up his pack and grabbed the handgun that was in there. Thank god I actually was in the military, he thought, sitting up. He then realized it wasn't loaded, and started to look for the ammo.


I am a dolphin.


Also, sent from Atlantis using a shellphone.
 
Thomas slowly opened his eyes, his head aching and he could feel bruises forming all over him. His vision was blurry and dark, but as he blinked a few times he realised that the plane had been destroyed. He moved to stand, and when he did, he felt a searing pain in his side. Rolling up his grey shirt, he looked at the large and deep cut that was bleeding badly. Wincing slightly, he covered it back up, seeing the blood seep through the material. He needed a bandage or something. He turned to look at the damage in the plane, and saw death. All he saw, was death. Well, death and the girl he had seen earlier, who was yelling at the lifeless body of what must have been her sister. Family. Thomas quickly turned, the girl could wait, he moved awkwardly to the back of the plane, and when he saw his parents he cried out, running over despite the pain in his side and in his hands, a few broken fingers? He pulled some wreckage off his mother and father, then stepped back, covering his mouth and feeling tears roll down his cheeks. There was no way they were alive.
 
Rhett dragged himself around in hopes of finding her. He looked up to see a man with a gun who seemed to be searching for something. Rhett grabbed his leg and shook it. "Excuse me sir, Have you seen this lady?" He pulled out his wallet and showed him a picture hoping he had.
 



Danielle screamed at the sound of gunshots, followed by another round of crying and hugging tightly to her youngest sister of only twelve years. She bit back more tears, and looked down at Sophie's face, brushing back dirty blonde hair from her forehead. Her normally tan golden glowing skin was pale. She felt cold. "Please." Daniella whispered, almost as if she believed something could be done. Like time could be reversed.​
 
"I have not. Have you seen ammo?" Brendan asked, showing him his gun. He then heard gunfire, and raised an eyebrow. He stood up and started walking towards where he heard it.


I am a dolphin.


Also, sent from Atlantis using a shellphone.
 

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