The Rear
As they moved toward the rear of the plane, Rick stumbled upon a tangle of wires and what looked like remnants of an emergency oxygen mask. “This must’ve been chaos,” he murmured, imagining the passengers’ panic. Marc nodded, his face grim. “Whatever happened here, it wasn’t quick,” he said softly. The remnants painted a harrowing picture of the plane’s final moments.
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