The Pink Sky

Two.

When Seph woke up, it took her a few minutes to adjust to the blinding sunlight that shone directly above her.

For just a second she was completely relaxed, lying happily on the soft warm... Uh, ground?

She wasn't completely sure, but the faint sound of water washing back and forth lead her to believe that she must have died.

She sat up quickly and looked around, 'I was right then', she was lying sprawled out on a beach that looked like it had come right out of a holiday leaflet.

Patting herself down, she found no injuries and all her extremities still intact, even her mother's necklace still hung around her untouched neck.

Six of the others were all still passed out but something in her head told her to look for the missing piece.

'Des.' She said inwardly, before finding his broad figure standing on a large rock at the edge of the water.

Seph lifted herself off of the sand cautiously, still unsure if she was hurt or not, but not feeling any pain, so she made her way to him.

He turned around to face her, hearing her feet crunching on broken seashells.

When she eventually got to him, the pair just turned and looked into the sea.

"What the hell happened?" Des said calmly. "Where is everyone that was on that plane? Where is the plane?"

Seph looked around, at the others, at the beach, at how undisturbed everything looked.

"It doesn't look like there's been people here never mind a plane crash." Seph told him, looking back out into the horizon. "None of us even look hurt. Do you feel hurt?"

"I don't think so," Des confessed, finally looking at her again, "do you think we're dead?"

"Yes." Seph furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head, "no, I don't think so... maybe, look, there's got to be more to this."

Des opened his mouth to say something, before he was interrupted by a rumble of groans coming from the group of passed out bodies.

"What the HELL IS GOING ON!" Ar screeched from her place on the floor.

"Are we dead?" Ryan squinted at the sun, hunched over with his legs straight out infront of him. "I think we might be dead."

Harry quickly helped him up and awkwardly patted him on the back.

"Has anyone got any chewing gum?" Oscar asked whilst making a horrible noise with his mouth, "All I can taste is sand."

Seph rolled her eyes and headed towards the group of confused idiots with Des following closely behind.

"I don't know if we're dead or not to be completely truthful," she confessed, "but something weird happened on that plane people, and I want to find out what it was."

"Am I seeing things or," Lo began, rubbing his forehead, "is there no plane?"

Everyone else began looking around and muttering among themselves.

"I say we go further in." Harry suggested, receiving a few murmured responses.

"No," Seph said immediately, "if we're not dead, then the open air is where we're going to be found."

"Yes," Des nodded his head, "but if we are dead, then I want to see what the hell is going on in the afterlife."

Everyone began getting up and heading for a clearing in the trees.