The blazing sky was melting into a plethora of gold and crimson; the misty clouds appeared as obscured silhouettes against the efflorescent hues. Exhilarated, Oliver withdrew from the steamy window, reclining in his cushioned seat- shortly, he was about to embark on what he envisaged to be the greatest trip of a lifetime… Although it had been a tedious flight for the majority of the restless passengers onboard, Oliver had suppressed his boredom, dreaming about the kaleidoscopes of colours, the enchanting rhythm of samba and intoxicating spirit of the carnival swirling through the bustling streets. What kind of people would he meet along this journey? Abruptly, masks plummeted from overhead, as acrid smoke began to creep through the precarious cabin,curling along the contoured ceiling. The familiar hum of the engines was maintained, however the tranquil ambience shifted: dilated pupils darted around and piercing cries of traumatised children filled the dense haze. Hastily, the youthful air stewardesses maneuvered down the foggy aisles, instructing the passengers, who were almost paralyzed with fear, to remain seated. One dim light flickered, then again, then all did the same, creating a cascading effect. An ominous silence pervaded the cabin, only to be broken by a fierce roar of the engines. Oliver didn’t know where they were at this anarchic moment in time- nobody did. What they did know was that their tragic fate was treacherously close… Frantically, Oliver held onto the helpless person beside him, as the impending doom approached: the plane was descending at a rapid rate! Oliver’s heart throbbed; he breathed heavier, and a pearl of sweat dripped off his soft skin. His mind was racing with thought of his demise- would he really perish this way? He was standing at the threshold of adulthood:Oliver had barely started to live yet.
Instantaneously, Oliver and the other passengers were hurled forward,whilst the aircraft convulsed like a colossal metal brute brawling against invisible chains. A thunderous slam resonated through the metallic frame, as the underside of the plane strook the vast, meandering river. The flickering lights extinguished completely; they were plunged into an impenetrable darkness and left with crippling trepidation… At first, it was a slight drop, then murky water began to seep in, eventually gushing into the smog-filled cabin- if Oliver didn’t escape now he would drown: they were being submerged! He gazed at the ill-fated souls around him, some already lifeless. Was death an inevitability? Oliver kicked his feeble legs desperate to find a way out of this catastrophe. Incessantly, he gasped for nourishing air, but each attempt was futile; Oliver choked. Using all of his remaining strength, he heaved open the emergency exit, flushing himself out into a gigantic expanse of water. As he traversed the unfathomable water, he felt the humid air clinging to his skin like a warm and wet blanket, and he heard a cacophony: howling, screeching, buzzing.