| Pale Grey Eyes

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍

We've been hit.

The thought was crystal clear in my mind.

I grabbed the controls and tried to righten the plane as we plunged through a thick layer of clouds. My heartbeat was rocketing fast and pounding audibly in my ears. "Shit, fuck, shit, shit, motherfucking shit—"

"What hit us?" Anthony sounded calm, almost disinterested but I knew the truth. He was just as scared as I was. I could hear the engines grinding and sputtering, and then the smell of smoke reached me, along with the sound of screams.

We were on fire.

Fucking fuck.

"I'm not sure," I managed to let out. The plane was nosediving, and I couldn't get it to straighten out for longer than a second. "Does it fucking matter?"

The plane shook, the engines emitting a terrifying sputtering noise as we headed straight for the ground below. The peaks of the Mountains were already visible in the distance, but we were too far to make it there.