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The Last Flight. Chapter 4
Date: 1/4/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
My eyes focussed on the horrific scene before me. The cabin was largely intact, but not as it had been. Windows were broken, the luggage racks had come down and bags and their contents were strewn everywhere. Interior panelling was buckled and broken, missing in places, and electrical wiring was hanging. The acrid smell of burnt metal and rubber filled my nostrils, but there was no fire that I could see, although the air was filled with dust and smoke. I tried to stand, but my legs were so weak that I had to crawl towards the nearest seats where I found Jemima was hanging in her belt and leaning sideways from her seat, the armrest preventing her from falling, whilst her arm hung loosely to the floor. There was blood on her pretty face from a cut hidden in her matted hair, and I feared the worst but took her wrist and attempted to find a pulse. I didn't find one, but there was no need because as I moved her, she groaned and her eyes flickered open. She looked at me, the confused look on her face suddenly changing to relief as she realised that she was alive. With neither a smile nor a word, she raised her head and winced as she bumped it on the piece of panel that had fallen across her. I guessed that was what had cut her head. “Are you okay?” I asked her. She waited, considering the question. “Yes... yes, I think so.” She put her hand to her head and felt the sticky but drying blood. “Are you?” she asked. “I think so.” I tried to smile but it was difficult. My stomach hurt ...