Page 10 of Marcellus: House of Drakos

TWO WEEKS LATER

But within minutes of that announcement and all of that activity in the cabin, a loud thunderous clap was heard that shook the cabin to its core.

The plane began to take a nosedive so fast that it felt as if it was freefall.

Passengers began flying from the back of the plane to the front with screams so loud they drowned out the loud alarms.

Within seconds the plane, with two-hundred-and seventeen souls onboard, crashed into the middle of a barn, splitting it in half, and creating a chasm around it as wide as a football field.

And suddenly all of the sounds of human screams and bodies being tossed and thrown and cries of mayday and alarms sounding like sirens in their ears, all came to an eerily silent, feathery-quiet halt.

The Drakos D-940 commercial airliner, renowned for its sleekness and safety, was in a million scattered pieces.

Everybody onboard were too.