Nora wasn’t sure what the best course of action was. She just knew that staying in the airplane didn’t seem like a great idea. For one, the entire thing could be on the verge of tumbling down the mountain and into the chasm below. For two, there could be a fire somewhere along the outside of the craft, which would soon lead to an explosion. At least, those were the two thoughts that entered Nora’s mind when she considered what staying in the plane might mean.<br/><br/>After she and Mark wrenched the door open, Nora’s weight was shifted against the door so much that she started to fall with the heavy, dented door. But thankfully, Mark had a quick reflex and grabbed her by the waist to pull her back inside the plane. She shuffled backward, her body pressed against Mark as she frantically grabbed hold of him for leverage. It took her a moment to regain her footing, but once she did, she let go of Mark and sighed.<br/><br/>Looking up at the handsome man’s face, she forced a smile at him. “Thanks.” In the distance, someone was crying for help, screaming after discovering that the hand she was holding had actually been severed off of someone else. Nora cringed at the sight, then started looking around at those who were alive and okay. There were five adults, excluding herself and Mark, and no children or teens, which was heartbreaking, because she knew she’d heard a baby crying when the plane took off.<br/><br/>Fighting back the urge to vomit or cry or worse, Nora was determined to keep herself on task. “We need to get out of the plane and find a way to call for help.” She said out loud, more to Mark than to anyone else. One Asian man, dressed in a business suit, came over toward them and held out his cell phone. “No signal,” he stated simply. “Hasn’t been one for the whole flight.” Hearing this, Nora sighed once again, glancing back at the cabin where she knew there must have been a radio.<br/><br/>“Is there another radio anywhere on the plane?” She asked, wondering out loud. Nora, of course, wasn’t as familiar with planes as others, so she had no idea how common radios were inside the big metal tube. “I mean, unless the pilot radioed for help while we were going down… no one’s going to know that we’re here and that we need to be rescued.” At this point, she kept her voice hushed, not wanting to alarm the others, apparently. Even though this much should have been obvious to all of the survivors.