There was an instant uproar. People were screaming as the plane gained speed, hurtling itself towards the ground. Laura groped through the darkness for something, anything to hold on to. She found that the armrest and the chair in front of her were good supports.

Laura looked to her right, and she saw something that terrified her. The right side of the plane was on fire, the right wing was completely missing.

"Laura!" She felt a hand grab her shoulder. She whipped around, and though she could hardly see him, Laura saw the complete shock and terror in Joe's face. "Are you okay?" He shouted.

"Yes! Can you see anyone else?" Laura shouted in reply. They looked around them, but it was no use. They were surrounded by complete darkness.

"We need to take cover!" Joe shouted again.

"Wha-"

CRASH

The whole plane jerked hard, sending some people flying from their spots. Cold water was rushing in from all possible holes in the metal, and it was taking Laura all of her strength not to freak out completely.

Laura strained her eyes to see what was happening up in the front of the plane; it looked as if everyone was crowding to a certain spot, and… disappearing.

An exit! It looked like most of the others had gotten the same idea. The number of people remaining on the plane was decreasing, but Laura was in the last row. The exit was in the front. Water was filling up the plane fast; the short 2 or three minutes they had been there, the water was already up to her ankles. If she waited too much longer, it would be a narrow chance in getting out.

After what seemed like hours, she saw some of the StarKids moving up. They were gonna make it. But someone, she couldn't tell who, was struggling. They were limping really badly. But seemingly out of nowhere, two others came to the rescue to help the person up the aisle.

When she was finally able to move up, the water was halfway up Laura's shins. But before she did, she grabbed one of her bags and took Joe's hand. She did NOT want to do this on her own.

With some difficulty, Laura waded through the cold waters in the darkness up towards the front of the damaged plane. Slowly, she could feel the large aircraft tilting down and back into the ocean. As she passed by, she noticed left behind bags, books, electronic devices, food, drinks, everything you would take on a long plane ride, floating in the water and sitting on the seats.

Laura reached the front of the plane and saw the emergency exit opened that was letting everyone out. Outside, she saw that the plane had crashed about a hundred yards off shore of an island. "Look! It looks like everyone is heading to that island." She said.

"Can you swim?" Joe asked her.

"Yeah, let's go. It's not too far." And without any further notice, Laura jumped straight into the ocean, followed closely by Joe. She wanted to get off that God forsaken plane as soon as she could.

It was storming hard. Rain was pounding down everywhere and the sky was as black as night. The water was cold, but not too deep. A pretty easy swim. Once they were close, the water got shallow enough for the two of them to stand up and run the rest of the way.

Laura noticed that everyone arriving on shore wasn't staying there. And as they reached the sand, she saw Jaime and Corey standing at the entrance of a forest waving at them to follow. And so, they did.

The four of them started weaving through all of the different kinds of tropical trees, and as they did, Laura noticed other people she didn't recognize doing the same. They had expressions on their faces that said that they didn't know where they were going, and didn't know what to do. But Corey and Jaime seemed the exact opposite.

After about 5 minutes of this, the four came upon a cave, where the rest of the group was residing. Someone had already lit a fire, and there was spare food from the flight that was never eaten being passed around.

Laura looked at her friends, most still in shock, some terror stricken. But what hit her the hardest was the person who was laying down, to the side.

Joey was passed out against the wall of the cave, with huge gashes in his leg and side.