Lily woke up to the smell of smoke and burning flesh. All around her, little fires burned, pieces of upholstery and fuselage raining from the sky. Lily strained to focus her eyes as a burning pain gripped her chest.
She managed to turn her head enough to see Gavin splayed out on the ground, his limbs twisted in every direction, his neck bent unnaturally to the sky. His eyes, usually the color of the ocean, were dark like swamp water.
A sob bubbled up from her throat as she closed her eyes and looked away. When she opened them again, she saw a foot hanging from a tree. A closer look revealed it was Greer. His legs were almost severed from his body, his white shirt stained with blood. She tried to scream, but it caught in her throat, and she blacked out.
When she came to consciousness, Greer stood over her, his beautiful tuxedo shredded while he looked inexplicably healthy. "What happened?" Lily asked him. "Where are we?"