Flying high above the Atlantic ocean in stormy weather is a two-seater airplane in the plane of two people. One in the passenger seat was a 21-year-old young man. He had short chestnut brown hair, grey eyes, tan skin, and he had a compass tattoo on his left hand. He wore a brown flight jacket with some patches on it, a black shirt with a pirate skull logo in the middle, sunglasses in his jacket pocket, blue jeans, white socks, and black high top shoes. Next to him in the pilot seat is a 30-year-old man with long blonde hair, a beard, black eyes, fair skin; he wore a blue shirt, brown pants, silver necklace, white shoes, and black socks.
The two pilots were flying back to Miami after celebrating one of their friend's birthday parties in the Bahamas, and they were flying for about two hours, and they flew into a deadly storm that came out of nowhere.
"You know Austin if you hadn't drunk all of that beer last night you should be flying this plane instead of me," said the older pilot
"Yeah well at least the rain is helping me get over this hangover," said the younger pilot who takes a sip of coffee
"Men, where the hell is with this weather, there isn't supposed a grey cloud insight from this morning weather report,"
"I'm guessing weather report was full of crap then,"
"Nonsense I trust my weathermen,"
"Then I trust you not to fly into a thunder strike,"
"You better,"
Scott tries to fly the plane out of the storm, but it seems nonstop of the rain and thunder coming down on them. Austin pulls out his phone to see a message from his mom about where he is at right now.
"I guess she didn't get my text message, or I forget by the time food and beer came into the party," Austin thought as he tries to try his mom back
Then suddenly, the wing of the plane gets struck by thunder, making the aircraft start to fly down toward the ocean.
"Scott what the fuck I thought you got this," said Austin
"I did, but this storm is getting worse," said Scott trying to make the plane stay up
"We gotta land this plane down on land,"
"We can't there is not land in miles up here,"
"Then we got to get the hell out before the plane crash in the water, and we get to try in it,"
"I think I can fly this plane near a coast before the wing gives up,"
Austin looks at the thunderstruck wing barely holding on "I think about 2 minutes it can hold we have to get out," Austin grabs a parachute
"You don't know that," still trying to keep the plane in the air
Then another thunderstruck the plane, causing the plane to fall toward the ocean at a fast pace.
"Time to get out of the plane you stubborn fool," said Austin handing Scott a parachute
"Fine goddammit," Scott
Austin and Scott jump out of the plane before it crashes then the wind starts to mess with Austin parachute to make him spiral into the air, and the parachute gets stuck on his foot.
"Shit I gotta take this parachute off," Austin thought as he managed to get the parachute off before it drags him under the ocean
Austin swims back up to the surface of the sea, seeing Scott plane crashing down into the sea with some fire on it. Austin looks around for his friend or something nearby that could help him in this situation.
"This day is becoming the third-worst day of my life," Austin thought then see something in the distance coming toward him "please be a person and not a shark,"
Austin sees a rowboat with two people wearing bright yellow raincoats coming to him and stops near him.
"You sir do you need help," said one of the people in the raincoat sounding like a woman in with accent with an English accent
"Oh yes, I do," said Austin getting into the back of the rowboat
"I told you he would get in,"
"Well, at least he's not the one rowing," said the other person in the raincoat but it was men with the same accent as the women
"Uh thanks for saving me, have you guys seen someone else, an older guy in a blue shirt, his my friend?" said Austin
"Sorry, but we couldn't find your friend find under these weather,"
"Well we should look for him he might not be that far and could be hurt,"
"We can go back where you landed and find your friend until then we'll drop you off somewhere safe," said the women
"Fine,"
For about ten minutes, Austin didn't talk to the two people in the raincoat because the two were talking to each other about rowing and science experiments. Then they get to a lighthouse, and Austin gets on the dock still soaking wet from the
"Do you need my help to find my friend or call the coast guard?" said Austin
"No thanks we got it from here just go into the lighthouse," said the women
Before Austin could say a word, the two had already started rowing away from the lighthouse and back out into the sea.
"Strange people," Austin thought, then looked at the lighthouse "might well get in the lighthouse to get dry and see where I am at," Austin goes to the tower and gets inside.