The plane shook as the turbulence threw the small craft from side to side, the dark clouds of this storm came out of nowhere and your five hundred hours in the cockpit has not been enough to handle it. As the plane is buffeted around you feel your breast lurch with the jump of the Cessna. A bolt of lightning screams past the windscreen of the plane cackling with malice and you are momentarily blinded. When you vision clears you see that you have passed deep into a black bank of clouds, looking at your instruments to gain your bearings you notice that they are malfunctions spiraling wildly and completely unreliable. Trying to correct the plane before you crash land into the ocean you gently pull back on the stick, as you do a large 747 flies immediately over you and the back lash throws you out of control. The slipstream from the 747 buffets the plane severely and you hit your head… darkness slowly envelops you. |