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Screams. Screams were everywhere.
"Huh?"
Her eyes fluttered open. Slowly, like a snail, her senses reentered her body. She looked around. Where was the interior of the plane that she remembered seeing a few moments ago?
"I am sorry." said someone nearby. What was going on? The girl sat up with support from an arm. She looked up an gasped from the sight that laid before her. Chandler Moore was on a beach. Not in a plane, like where she expected herself to be.
What in the hell is going on? Chandler thought. Without hesitation, she let out the most piercing scream her vocal chords could produce. Panic overtook her body. She wanted to go home. Now.
Crack!
Jim couldn't move. A shocking pain surrounded his shoulder. What happened? He was perfectly fine a few moments ago.
Wait a minute, he thought. He frowned, then opened his eyes. The sound of screams and waves flowed into his ears. He wasn't in the plane. He was on a beach! "What?"
Jim looked at his shoulder. He looked away almost immediately when he saw the large cut that spewed out large amounts of blood. He quickly dug around for something to cover it with. After a short moment of no success, Jim just ripped his shirt off and shoved it on the wound.
"Where are we!" he yelled.
While walking, he noticed a girl with bright red hair just passed out on the ground. He walked over to her and touched her neck to see if she was alive. A pulse... that was a good thing, right? Maybe not in the situation they were in. Maybe it was better to be dead. Jason shook his head, realizing his thought were pretty negative. Jason mustered up all the strength he had and lifted the girl up and put her on his back. He continued his walk to the voices, still hoping Sam would be there.
Scarny woke up and things were moving past her. She finally drowsily came back to life completely. She realized she was on someones back and tried to see who it was. She didn't know what to say to get his attention so she attentively brought her hand foreword and tapped on his shoulder lightly. Then she saw blood. She didnt know if it was from him or her. "W-w-which one of us is bleeding?" She asked in a small mousey voice. Usually it would be full of fun and energy but she was to afraid to be anything but afraid. "I-I-Uh-I can walk now . . . I think" She told him in and even smaller voice.
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