You were a lovely young scientist by the name of Dr. (L/N). You were currently adding the finishing touches to a mini-plane you had just constructed. There was no particular reason for you to build the plane, you just had a lot of scrap metal and spare time and thought you'd put it to good use.
"Voila!" You exclaimed, finally finishing the project you worked weeks on. "Now time to see how it flies." You got inside, buckled yourself in, and equipped yourself with some goggles. You started up the plane. "Three, two, one!" You shouted, and you were off into the sky!
It was all going swimmingly well. There were no problems with the plane and it was a beautiful view of the area from up there in the sky. But suddenly, you saw smoke out of the corner of your eye! You looked to your left, realizing one of the wings of the plane had broken off. There was nothing you could do. In front of you was a building, so you just closed your eyes tightly and prepared for impact.
