Nothing
Feb 20th, 2026 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The engine gives out and we’re about to crash. I guide the plane as best I can and brace for impact. Then there’s blackness.
When I wake, Ted has a blank stare, and his head is twisted in an awkward position. He’s dead.
The bone in my left ankle is protruding from the skin and I’m having trouble breathing. I’m sure I’ve ruptured my ribs.
The door is jammed and I can’t walk. The airplane will soon explode and there’s nowhere to go. I say a silent prayer and close my eyes.
There’s a crackling noise, flames and then nothing.
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