SHELLSHOCKED
THE ROAR OF THE ENGINE FILLED THE COCKPIT, THE PILOT IN THE SHOULDER HAD BEEN HIT, THE REAR BALL BEARINGS BEGAN TO GRIND, LEAVING A TRAIL OF SMOKE BILLOWING BEHIND, LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO LAND, FLYING OVER HILL AFTER HILL OF WHITE GRAINED SAND, THE SHAKING OF THE COPTERS STICK, LOOKING FOR A LANDING... Sign in to see full entry.