"Hello! I'm Terra and I'm going to going to Hope's Summer Camp starting next week!" I said sarcastically to myself.

Hope's Summer Camp is supposed to be for the very happy. I however, just am not a happy person. My parents wished I was that happy. I'm supposedly to boring for them, not that I care. I'd rather be on my lab-top hacking into others Runescape accounts.

I sighed inwardly and looked around at my surroundings. I was on a slightly crowded plane sitting my some old sleeping man and a little kid that's picking their nose. Seriously, what were my parents thinking? How'd we end up getting the money for a plane ticket and afford some fruity tuiety camp for slightly depressed kids? For goodness sakes, we live in a fucking single wide in the middle of the fucking country.

I shook the sleeping bro beside me. The man suddenly woke up skittishly and looked around. I smiled politely and asked if I could get by to use the restroom. Not that I actually needed to use it. As I walked down the some-what crowded isle I took another view of the people surrounding me. There were all types of faces, old, young. I wonder where they're all-.

TRIPPING SHANANIGANS

"Oww.." I looked back to see what tripped me. A tall thin man with a cat like grin was above me, holding out his hand. Which I was guessing supposed to help me get up. I took it and was pulled up to my feet. He kept a firm grip on my wrist.

"You should be more careful Miss.?" His voice was deep and.. Wait. Something's not right here…

"Miss. Brown. Now sir if you'll excuse me.." He looked down at my wrist which he was still holding and his grin disappeared. His grip got painfully tighter. I looked around us and no one was paying attention. It was really quiet. It was like they're were frozen. I screamed out loud when the man holding my wrist twisted it the threw me to the floor. My wrist was now broken and I was on my knees trying to stop the pain. I looked up and the man smiled to me and disappeared into the thin air. My eyes got blurry as the tears continued to pour out.

"Oh my, miss are you ok?!" I jumped a little and I looked over to the voice to see a concerned elderly lady. Everybody was staring at me, and I just stared back. 'HOW THE FUCK DO I HANDLE A SITUATION LIKE THIS?' I was screaming in my mind. Soon the attention no longer was on me when the plane started to fly downwards, but not exactly nose-diving. I cradled my hand in my chest as I quickly sat in a nearby open chair.

A light suddenly erupted from the front of the plane.

'Heat..'

What?

'Heat.. It's on fire.'

I look quickly out the window to my side and saw hundreds of meteors falling around us.

'Listin..'

No.

I looked around me.

Agony.

People were screaming bloody murder, their voices stopping when death finally consumed them.

I glanced over to where I was previously sitting. There was a giant chunk of the little kid missing and the man was covered in blood and his head was cut badly. Everyone and everything got caught on fire. The smoke of the flames suffocated me, I felt my eye's gazing over.

Everything around me was black. My body felt as if it were on fire itself. I was burning alive from the inside out. Suddenly my view became of a darkened room. I couldn't move or call out for help. I was pretty sure I was dead. Until….