This Is Our World Now -A Walking Dead Fanfiction

Chapter 16- All Falls Down

Flying. That's something I never thought I would experience again. Even though I've flown on planes many times before in my life, this time is magical. Because despite all odds, here we are, in the air, on our way to what will hopefully be a second chance.

I'm scared, too. What if Atlanta is gone, too? What if we are just flying into another gigantic mess of roamers? What if this all goes wrong?

I busy myself by reading a magazine from a random shop from the airport. However, I stop when I realize grimly that everyone in this magazine is probably dead. That's depressing. So I look out the window some more.

I talk for a while with Benji, then him and Danny switch seats, so I can talk to him for a while. Eventually, I get tired, so I rest my head on Danny's shoulder and close my eyes. As I slip into dreams, scenes begin to form in my mind of the world before everything went haywire. I dream of school how it used to be, my friends, lunch, homework. I dream about my family, drifting between different memories of game nights, vacations, birthday parties. One particular memory is playing out, my eleventh birthday. My parents and Benji enter my room. Dad covers my eyes with his hands. Mom an Benji pull out tickets to Disneyworld. I open my eyes and I'm so happy, so so happy. We all pile into a family hug, laughing...enjoying how wonderful this life is....smiling....no....screaming....why am I so scared.....help....the floor is falling away....I'm falling...help us please.....Benji grips my hand tightly..."Annalyn! Annalyn!" He screams my name as we plummet.....

"Annalyn!!!"

I jolt awake and immediatly scream. Danny is looking at me with wide eyes, gripping my hand and Benji's hand. We are falling, the plane is falling, screaming everywhere. I can't make sense of anything, everything is chaos.

I look out the window and I see the ground approaching much too quickly. I'm crying, I think, but all I feel is fear and wetness on my face. I look over at Danny with a terrified expression, which his face mirrors. Why aren't we flying? Why are we falling? I realize I don't hear the engine. Did it break?

I don't have any longer to wonder. Danny is screaming at me, open the door, open the door, the emergency door. He shakes me and I snap out of whatever shock I was in. I grab the handle and yank and push and pull until it opens.

"Jump when I say so!" Danny instructs me and Benji. He looks at the ground whizzing by us, counting in his head. I gulp, watching him. Just as I think it'll be too late, we are going to die, he yells: "NOW!!"

We dive out that door, leaving the plane behind for good, falling towards the ground on our own now.