You didn’t expect this.

You were flying out, with your dad and your shared coworkers, when all of a sudden, the plane went down.

You had been in the back, sitting next to your dad’s girlfriend, Lexie, away from the others.

As the plane went down, you got stuck under the plane. Lacerations covered your face, and all but your right arm, torso, and head were trapped and crushed under the plane.

You grabbed a belt, banging it against the metal of the plane, hoping for someone to find you.

Mark ran over, frantically kneeling down, grabbing your hand. “You’re not gonna die. You’re not gonna die.”

Derek, your dad’s best friend, ran over, trying to comfort Mark, though he knew you had no chance.