Roark Rickaby
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20th June, 1963/ Atlantic Ocean “My father used to tell me after my mother died in an accident, that I was destined to do great things. And my god, he was right.”
Loud screaming erupts on the plane and I don’t even know what’s happening as we lose altitude faster and faster. We crash in the ocean and everything goes black…I wake up underwater and I swim up as fast as possible as my lungs have little air left. I get to the surface and take a big gasp and see all the burning parts around me. I swim and find a little Island with a giant lighthouse. I get inside…