Atrianna's hummer was sailing gently through the air on the parachut with Atrianna inside when she heard a creak on top of the plane.
Uh-Oh. Sounds like the parachut isn't going to hold much longer. I should be down in a few minutes. I just hope Vlad picked up the solders who were with me.
She whistled nervously as the hook holding the parachut creaked again.
I really want to feel solid ground beneath my feet again. After this, I swear I'm going to try to never fly again. Too many things can go wrong.
Last edited by Chevron 7 locke; 10-26-2009 at 08:31 PM.