We were falling and there was no where to go or a way out. As the plane was descending at high speed, the thought that flashed in my mind was that this sucked. The cabin was shaking and I turned to look at my brother. All I could see was his mouth open and with panic in his eyes, but no sound. Not a scream or the engine squealing or the gush of atmosphere coming through the gaping hole. The thunderous pounding of my heart was echoing in my ears. The lights flickering like strobes at a bad disco. I would blink but I swore that I was witnessing this event move at the pace of running molasses. I think my brother was shaking me, but I couldn't focus. My heart still pounding in my ears. Blink.
Darkness. What just happened? Will I be waking up now? Was this only a dream? I think I stepped into a meat locker. So cold. Why is it so fucking cold? Breathe. Breathe goddamit! Gulp. Oh my god, we're in water! My mouth flooded and I could taste the sa