Nora wasn’t used to travelling for fun. Not only did she not make a habit of flying, she also wasn’t usually one for taking vacations. As such, she figured it was high time to get herself out there and experience new things. It had been a part of her decision to turn over a new leaf in her life, which she accidentally fell into, after shouting at work over drama taking place there, when she ordinarily would have bit her tongue.<br/><br/>It just felt so good to let it all out, that Nora realized she’d been bottling far too much up for far too long, and needed to change that about herself. To go right along with that, she realized she had been too sheltered and wanted to live her life while she had the opportunity to do so, as opposed to just letting it pass her by. As her peers would have said when she was in high school, YOLO.<br/><br/>By then, Nora had managed to pull her phone out with every intention of playing a game to help pass the time, or even watch a video, if she could ever locate her headphones. She heard Mark ask about skiing in particular, which was a well known ski resort and lodge. “Yeah, hopefully.” She chuckled. “I’ve never done it before. It’s one of the reasons I’m going. Sort of ‘face your fears’ type of thing.” Nora wasn’t sure why the more they were speaking, the more she was sharing, but there they were.<br/><br/>Despite the seatbelt sign flashing off, Nora kept her belt on and firmly tightened. She was clicking away at her phone, but noticed that Mark unbuckled his belt from her peripheral. All at once, and without any warning, the plane dropped. Nora panicked immediately, dropped her phone to the ground and clutched her seat with a white knuckled death grip. Terrified, her heart plummeted to the pit of her stomach. A raw burning sensation cut at her throat, making it impossible for her to scream, let alone speak.<br/><br/>She daringly turned to peer out the window and noticed that they were surrounded by snow-capped mountains. Dustings of white frost acted like fog, obscuring their vision. Somewhere behind her she heard Mark’s voice, though it sounded way too far away, asking if she was okay. All she could do was turn her head to look at him again, her complexion completely blanched, a look of petrified horror etched onto her features. Her lips parted, to her credit, but her voice was too strained and mangled to come out.<br/><br/>The plane veered upward again, the sound of people falling over and luggage toppling all around filled the plane, the occasional scream filtering through, over the impossibly loud sounds of the plane as it cringed and cranked against the whipping winds. It jounced violently, grinding loudly all at once after a heart stopping boom sounded out from her side of the plane.<br/><br/>She dared looking out the window again to this time notice that the wing had completely torn off from the plane. “Oh my god,” she barely breathed. After that, all she could think to do was shut her eyes tightly and say a little prayer in her head.