Flashbacks Of Terror
I’d just dropped my case in the isle when hands appeared.
Guy: Let me help you. I’m Mike. I’m next to you.
He lifted my bag and we settled in our seats.
Me: Hi I’m Demi.
Mike: Thats a nice name.
He sounded like he meant it.
Me: So where are you headed?
Mike: Bahamas, my parents are waiting for me. In three days its my birthday. You?
Me: Oh yeah, I’m heading there too. My brother is there.
Mike: Thats cool.
And then the airplane left Gerogia. Mike had the window seat so he got to check out the oceans beneath us. Just then the plane shook.
Me: What was that?
Mike: Probably nothing. Sam?
He stood and checked ahead of us, where his sister sat.
Sam: I’m fine.
Suddenly, the plane was roughly shaking. A man came on the speaker.
Man: No worries we just have wind.
I was thrown into Mike; it seemed that we were going down.
Man: No wor-
But then his voice cut off and people were screaming all around us. Mike reached his sister just as I blacked out. But where was she now?