It
was a commercial plane. When it was taking off, it had to dodge a bunch of
powerlines and telephone poles.
It
had a chance to break free and go up but didn't for some reason. I think they
were trying to land again because the landing gear was down.
Caught
a wheel on a power line and sent us spinning. The only thing I said was "damn
damn damn!" like from the burger vide
I
stuffed pillows between my hips and the arm rests then everything went black and
quiet. Could only hear my breathing.
I
think the black/breathing I was actually awake and didn't realize
it.
I
went back to sleep and this time I was at the crash site. It was sort-of a mix
between farmland and tree filled foothills. Much like Enumclaw.
About
6 people and Myself were stumbling out of the debris. We were next to a road
with a bunch of cars going by. They were slowing down and gawking but no one was
stopping as I waved them down.
I
was shouting for people to call 911 or let me use their phone. They all gestured
like there was no cell service
one
car with older parents and a 30-something son stopped and said they would give
me a ride to town to get the firemen.
The
son jumped in the driver seat and we took off. He was driving very erratically,
paying more attention to me telling the story than the road. We went off the
side a few times and I yelled at him that I just barely survived a plane crash,
I'm not tryin to die in a car wreck
So
we go around this sharp corner and he goes so far off the road that he had to
drive between trees to keep from crashing. I'm shouting at him and pretty sure I
hit him in teh side of his head trying to get him to look
forward
Eventually
we popped out in what looked like a short wheat grass field and got back onto
the road
I
don't remember anything after that or I woke up. Not sure.
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