Insanity Island

The last thing I remember was screaming. Lots and lots of screaming. Now I'm not sure if it was mine, or someone else's. But I know it was happening. It was loud and heart wrenching. I remember that I wanted it to stop. Yet I had no way of making it stop. Then I came to the realization that it was several people screaming. Boys, girls, men, babies, women. Screaming as the plane went down, down, down.