The Crash

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We lived. Well, me and Amanda did. I woke up staring into some fierce eyes. The pteranodon had metal bits sticking out of its body. I turned and saw Amanda. She was breathing but had a nasty gash on her head. She was unconscious. Suddenly I heard a twig snap. I looked around. The passengers were all around us. Some heads were missing. Others insides weren't on the INside any more. They were eaten. And the foot prints were the size of my leg. They looked like over sized bird tracks. The trees around the crash sight were bigger than regular red wood pine trees. I turned back to Amanda. She was still not moving. Suddenly I smelled something. Gas. "Whoosh". Suddenly there were flames. I got up and put Amanda on my shoulder. I took one step and fell. I looked at my right leg and there was a stump. I mean my leg fell into a rotten stump. My foot was still there. I got my foot out and put Amanda back on my shoulder. I just kept thinking, " Its  going to blow, boom, I'm going to burn. " I limped a few feet and limped some more. "Waboom". Flames thrown everywhere. Something hit the back of my head. Impaled. Not deep but it was touching my brain. I dropped Amanda. I slowly lowered my body to the best of my control, making sure not to push the metal any further. As soon as I laid down face first, I blacked out.

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