The noises from the airplane motors came through the window and a thought assault my head. You could be in that plane. I quickly step outside and I can see the captain walking to the house so I walk to meet him halfway. Shivers dash through my body. His face isn't the usual pleasant expression I'm used too. I got the sense something terrible is about to happen. I'm about to welcome him but I never get the chance because the airplane explodes and all I could hear is a big splash. I see a big piece of the airplane flying in our direction and I wish I'd never open that door before I pass out.

I wake up expecting it was all a nightmare. I'm laying on a metal surface inside a cold room. I'm freezing without any warm clothes just a thin gown. When I try to get out of bed my legs didn't follow my lead. I can't move and it's cold here. Someone please help me. A wave of nausea fills my stomach and the room gets all distort, my eyes close reflexively and I pass out again.

I open my eyes slowly and I'm in another room, there's someone with me. I could barely watch her uniform but she looks like a nurse or a doctor. I come to my senses and I believe I'm in the hospital. Silent tears run through my face. My mouth's dry and it's difficult to swallow so I reach for the glass of water in the nightstand and I take a careful sip. She gives me some pills and checks my eyes searching for some kind of head trauma I guess. She lifts my head and adds extra pillows to make me sit. I don't know how much time I've lost, I don't know the extent of my injuries and I don't know if you where in that plane.

The pills start to work and she explains me that I was in a very bad shape when they got me to the hospital. I felt like this wasn't a nightmare and the thought that this is just the beginning of something more horrible hunts my thoughts. I'm tired, and everything in my body but my legs hurts.

The captain didn't make it, a big piece from the airplane hit his head and he died instantaneously. I was luckier according to the doctor. I'll need a wheelchair while my legs are temporarily paralyzed. Something is putting pressure to the nerves in my back but I had a surgery and if everything went well my legs are going to return to normal soon. But I could read in her face she isn't telling me everything. There's something else she's trying to tell me but she's not sure about how I'm going to take it. She's not sure if it's the right time yet.