Snippet #1962023

"Hit the deck!" Lisa heard herself shout when she felt a massive force strike the plane, she ducked and used her back as a pillow seeing as she could not find any in reach. The plane was out of control and panic was everywhere but Lisa was too centered in herself and hardly noted anything that happened around here.
"Dear lord, guide us in our hour of peril but if we die please forgive our sins"
Lisa didn't see herself as a religious person but her family was a bit traditional and this seemed like as good as time as any to pray.
Lisa had even hated anything to do with Christianity for a time and wore Thor's hammer in protest but she was afraid and desperate. Lisa opened one of her pockets and took out a crucifix, it didn't matter if god existed or not but the small silver cross gave Lisa comfort. The cross was her grandmother's and Lisa felt that whenever she had it her grandmother was with her and that was all she needed at that moment; some comforting touch.

As Lisa recalled her better memories and her worse ones Lisa found peace but she refused to die, not yet, not here and not like this.
Lisa huddled herself and covered herself as was written in the emergency instructions page, Lisa had a keen eye for such things but it didn't take a genius to copy the action; all it took was a sound head and not to panic.

That final moment felt like forever, the plane struck the ocean and partly disintegrated on impact. Lisa felt herself get hit by debris but the shock shielded her from the pain. For a few seconds Lisa blacked out and then woke up, water was everywhere and people were trying to escape the plane by any means they could come up with. Lisa didn't feel too badly wounded and could just about move all her body. Her backpack wasn't damaged so Lisa removed her seat belt and tied the bag tightly to her. Lisa surveyed her surroundings as she got out of her seat, she quickly noticed Chrissa's desperate situation and rushed to her aid.
There was little time for heroics but Lisa was sure she could get Chrissa out; other people would have to fend for themselves.
Lisa saw that Chrissa's seat belt was stuck but she had no knife, Lisa grabbed a sharp metallic part of the plane and cut the seat belt. It was hard work but Lisa was able to cut it. Lisa dragged Chrissa out of her seat but she could not get her out because of the debris.
Lisa didn't know what to do; desperately Lisa shouted "Matt!…. Justine! , help me out over here! "