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I felt a tremble in the plane. It was a light one but I was still scared. Brian starting shouting for someone to come help but it was too loud outside.

"Please exit to the end of the plane, we have never experienced this type of problem before and advise you to bring with you your individual parachutes," the voice said. I could hear the stampeding steps as everyone moved to the end of the plane. I cried. We were at the front of the plane.

"EMILY!!!" Lisa shouted over the stampedes of people who were running past her.

"Where the hell is BRIAN??" AJ shouted to Nick.

"I have no idea!" Nick cried frantically pulling his suitcase out of the overhead compartment.

"He's probably already at the back already…hurry…" Kevin cried strapping on his parachute. Nick and AJ obeyed. Howie helped Nick with his. ~~~

In the Bathroom "Brian…give it up, " I said softly. "We're going to die," I whispered. My whole body numb. Brian ignored me and opened up the cabinets. He shoved aside all the rolls of toilet paper and got out two parachutes

"Success!!" he cried. I took one and strapped it on.

"This is a lot of help," I said sarcastically as we sat on the floor of the plane while Brian sat on the toilet. The plane was shaking really bad. Brian ignored my remarks and kicked the door really hard. This time it opened. There were no more people in our area. I started running to the end of the plane where the exit was and Brian pointed out the one near the bathroom. He opened it. I was surprised as a cold rush of air hit me. He grabbed my hand.

"I don't know what to do," I cried.

"Just pull the string and hold onto my hand," he advised. I held back as Brian was about to jump. "Emily…please," Brian shouted over the loud roar. A loud noise made me jump and I realized something had caught fire. I took a deep breath as Brian counted to three. Brian pulled his string first and I quickly pulled mine out.

I'll tell you this. Parachuting is an awesome experience. Especially at night. I was scared to death and fascinated at the same time. My hair was flying everywhere and Brian looked like he had no eyes. I held on tightly and held my breath the whole way. I can't believe this was happening. It wasn't until I felt solid ground that I began to relax. Landing was harder than I perceived it to be.

I guess I had let go of Brian a little too soon. I sat down on a pile of bark. I was all by myself and all I had was my backpack with some snacks. I had also grabbed the emergency kit in the bathroom. I opened it. Matches, flares, even a tent!!! It fit well. I was cold though. It was drizzling and I couldn't see straight. I started to cry.

"Shhhhh…" Brian sat down next to me. I moved away and took his arm off my shoulder.

"It's so cold," he cried wrapping his arms around himself. He looked so good in a black wife beater and khakis. Like a model.

I buried my head in my hands, "They're never going to find us," I trembled looking around at the forest. "We're in the middle of nowhere…we're not going to live," I cried. I knew that Brian didn't like what I was saying. Back when I was dating him he was always so positive, he knew that god would come through for him. He remained silent.

"Do you have a tent in your emergency kit?" he asked quietly. I nodded. He gave me weak smile. "Then I guess we'll have to share" he said quietly.

"Aren't they going to send someone to look for us?" I asked, sleeping in the same tent was too much for me. I couldn't stand it. The smell of his cologne was enough to make me weak for hours, now I was going to have to sleep with him? Dear god.

"Yeah...but they're pretty far away from us, we were at the front of the plane and they're at the end. I know the guys will probably report you and me in as missing but they won't be able to get out the rescue team until probably tomorrow,"

"There are animals out here!" I cried.

"Yes…" Brian sighed and began to set up the tent. I felt guilty for not helping with anything. So I asked him what I could do.

"Pray," he responded and tried to untangle the mess of the strings to put the tent together. I checked my watch. It said 1:00 am But that was Orlando time.

"What time is it here?" I asked Brian.

"Pacific time….that would be 11 PM," he answered me. I yawned. I was so tired. Brian finally set up the tent after a while of struggling. I stared as he went into it. Was I supposed to go in there too?

"Emily…don't make this any harder," Brian sighed. I sighed too as I crawled into the tent. The ground was hard and we only had one sleeping bag.

"You can have it," I said. I had a sweater on and I did not want to be sharing the same "blanket" with Brian. Brian was about to protest but I laid my head down and closed my eyes.

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