Title: Survivor
Disclaimer: Don't own it. Wish I did.
Tape number sixteen, audio diary entry number one.
I woke looking up into the big blue sky.
The last thing I remember is being ripped from the plane, seat and all, into the air and falling.
I had been clutching my carry on for dear life.
I was still in my seat, all buckled in.
My bag was still clutched in my arms.
My whole body felt stiff.
I lifted my head and looked around.
I seem to be in a valley.
I don't see anybody.
I think I'm alone.
Well, this certainly sucks.
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