Page 22 of Forced Proximity
In fact, I distinctly remembered that tray table hitting someone…
I viciously closed that thought off.
I couldn’t think about it right now.
Not and get through this.
“Let’s walk this way,” he said as he pointed down a slope. “Maybe we can find water, then follow the stream south. We’re bound to hit something eventually.”
“If we stayed here, we might have someone find us but…”
But it looked like Mother Nature was about to throw a second fit today, and we were likely not going to be the only thing wrong after a tornado had just ripped through the world. Everything was going to be chaos for a while. We really were on our own.
“Okay.” I reached for his hand. “Let’s go.”
We went, and I noticed that he didn’t pull away.
We started walking down the hill that was closest to us, and as we did, more and more pieces of the plane could be spotted.
But all of those pieces were unrecognizable.
There wasn’t a single piece that I could pinpoint where it was located on the plane.
That is until we got to the bulk of the body of the plane, and then I could make out the metal cylinder that had once housed tons of passengers.
“Do you think they all…?”
Died?
I couldn’t finish my sentence.
I didn’t want to contemplate the amount of death that had taken place. How could I…
I didn’t finish that thought, either, because we got to our first person.
A woman wearing a red dress.
And she was most certainly dead.
The tree through her body was a very good indicator.
I quickly turned away, my gaze scanning the clearing.
There were several other people in the clearing, but none of their injuries were conducive with life.
There were missing limbs.
Terribly twisted necks.
Hell, there were two that were missing a head, and their bodies were perfectly sitting in the seats that they’d buckled themselves into.
Thunder rumbled in the distance, and the lightning flashed across the sky.
The crack of it sounded seconds later, and it was once again so loud and close that my hair stood on end and my ears rang.
“Come on.” Finnian squeezed my hand lightly. “Let’s keep looking.”
We did.
