Flying with the River
The Black Void - Episode 1858
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It isn't hard for me to choose west. The water will not only save me
from dehydration, but it will also lead me to plants, animals, and food.
Now that I am clear of the gunmen, I scan the plane's interior. It
appears to hold everything the standard Cessna 172 model had at home,
with the exception of there being bits of food scattered all over the
place.
"Men," I mutter. "They're such pigs." That's when I notice something else about this plane. In a leather pouch hanging by the side of my chair was a small hand pistol. I've seen this type of gun in dozens of movies, but never held one myself. To be honest, I’m morally against guns. "Only if it's my last option," I tell myself aloud, turning my attention back to flying. I then notice I've edged to the left of my seat. Perhaps it’s because of seeing the men with the machine guns earlier, but I feel uncomfortable knowing that a real gun is only about a foot away my body. After around fifteen minutes of flying along the river, I spot a good area to stop. More plants and animals are gathered around it than any of the other spots I've seen. It almost resembles an Oasis. "Finally!" I exclaim. I'm about to prepare to land the plane when another thought crosses my head. "I'm barely away from the building in which I was captured." As I stare at the sparkling, crystal, water, I realize just how thirsty I am. Although the plane has a built-in air conditioner, it just isn’t the same.
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