Sharp Ends:/ Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 /Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 /

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It was definite, the plane was crashing, they were falling to their death and yet she felt at ease, almost happy. Out the window, she could see the engine had turned into a raging ball of fire, smoke billowing from it like ash from a volcano. The fire seethed like a living creature, bringing down its prey, he lunged for her hand and began begging, she was ignorant to him though.

“Brace for impact!” The speaker’s blared, she kicked him away and cowered beneath her arms, waiting for relief from her guilt. Suddenly the plane collided with earth, the immense pressure knocking her from her seat, she began rolling and crashing about. She blacked out for a second before regaining consciousness as the plane skidded to a halt. She looked up, shaking all over, the cockpit of the plane had disappeared, revealing a forest which nestled beneath the mountains they had recently flown over.

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