We That Are Hunted And Forgotten

Lost, in an endless maze of nothing, Joseph, and his sister, Eva, must find a way out of Oaktown. But what they don't know is that the ground they tread belongs to psychopaths. Misfortune follows them throughout their trek in hopes of living the boring life they once knew.

I slightly sit up to see the other passengers accepting their fate as they too put on their masks. A lady that was sitting in front of me got up from her seat and began being flung from one side of the plane to another. I closed my eyes, hearing the woman grunt in pain, but eventually stop. It seemed she had stopped making noise, but her body remained in the state of being manipulated by gravity. She had died from the impact of hitting the walls of the plane, and now, she was helplessly still being slung.
Sinking back down into my seat, I grip the armrests of the chair that I sat in. Breathing hard, I opened up my right eye and look outside the window to see the plane approaching the ground faster and faster. In a split second, the plane had met the ground, causing the plane to scrape the surface and kick passengers out of it's airspace.
I jump up and down in my seat, moving left and right as I began to lose control of my position of sitting in the chair. I rock back and forth, avoiding clashing my head against my sister's.
Unfortunately for me, I rock my head backward and rock it forward. Except this time, my head hit the chair in front of me, causing me to blackout.