We took off. I've never touched a plane other than when going to that party. If I crash this plane would we survive? Or would we be a tasty treat for the wolves or sharks? And there may not be a safe spot to land. Would we starve? So many questions with answers that I may never know. Beep beep beep beep.
Those were alarms going off for all sorts of reasons. There were lights for gas, engine, wheels, turbines. All going off at once! I was scared half to death then Jessie took over and the alarms stopped and the plane was stable but there was still one alarm... The gas alarm!!!
We went down and down then Jessie opened the hatch. We all grabbed an enflateable boat and some vital necessities. And all I could think about was going up. My life flashed before my eyes. Then blackness.
Jessie's POV
I heard the moans immediately . I got up, my leg gashed open. I fought through the pain looking for survivors, the only one was a knocked out Mitchell. I face palmed and picked him up Bridal style. Picking up the first aid kit, I climbed the nearest tree. Laying him on the tree branch I got to a different one. My face was sweaty trying not to cry out in pain as I stitched my leg. Mitchell seemed to not have any wounds.
After I fixed up my wounds, I took out my bow. Attacking a couple zombies I went down and collected some food.
Okay guys sorry for not a lot of words, trying to think, and like we said...
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