Gwen followed the direction of the man's gaze and noticed he had been looking at the emergency exit. The exit was located behind Gwen's seat. She realised then that she was in a prime position to escape and get off this flying fireball of imminent death and destruction. She didn't take into account that they were still thousands of feet up and descending at over 500 mph as she unbuckled her seat belt and scrambled to the exit.<br/><br/>She made it to the door before anyone could intercept her and tried to pull the access leaver downwards. Her higher brain functions hadn't kicked in and she was not in control of her instinctual actions to survive.<br/><br/>The blonde stewardess screamed in protest as it dawned on her what the drunken bitch from earlier was about to do.<br/><br/>"Open God damn you!"<br/><br/>The handle started to give to Gwen's force and it slowly slid towards the unlocked position.