Destiny had been relaxing on the flight, everything seemed to be going smoothly, and the first part of the journey had gone off without a hitch. She stretched her legs out in front of her, and readjusted the way she was sat, so it was more comfortable so to speak. That was when the turbulence began, she didn't know much about what was going on. The pilot told them it'd all be okay, but some how she didn't feel like he was really telling them the full story. Outside was fogged and stormy. Destiny assumed that this was what was causing them to shake a little more than what they'd felt for the prior part of the journey. Growing ever more concerned, but remaining calm, she realized there was not much point in panicking.<br/><br/>Then she heard an almighty boom, something had blown, or exploded. She'd closed her window blind when the storm had started up, she was never one for thunder and lightning. The plane began shaking more, and there was another loud noise, not really sure where that one came from either. Then there was a shudder, and smoke was beginning to fill the plane, that was when she felt the impact, jolting her forwards, causing the seat belt to pull against her waist and hurt. That was when she realized it was heating up, there was fire and smoke everywhere. Destiny pulled at her seat belt lock and it finally after a few moments broke free. There was cries and screams coming from all directions. She pulled the top of her hooded jacket over her mouth and nose, in some attempt to block the smoke from congesting her lungs. As she tried to stand, that was when she realized there was something heavy pushing her leg against the chair. Destiny tried not to cry out in pain.<br/><br/>She began to wiggle and worm her leg free scraping it on a shard of plane that had come crashing down on her, slightly cutting her leg, so there was blood, but luckily it hadn't cut into her leg too deep. When she finally managed to get free from her prison almost, she clambered over the seats and tried to pull the over head racking open. It just wouldn't give though, she needed to get her rucksack though. Everything she cared about was in that bag. After a lot of hard work and pulling at the door, she finally managed to get it to release. Pulling her bag from the top of the racking, and then crawling along the floor as the smoke over head began to get thicker, it stung her eyes, making them water, clouding and blurring her vision. Destiny was scared, she made her way to one of the exits, which didn't seem to have been destroyed or set alight. She could hear the distant cries, and pleads for help as she got out.<br/><br/>The first breath of fresh air made her choke, a black slime came up from her lungs. Destiny assumed this was from the consumption of the black smoke and realized she was limping and couldn't walk very fast at all. She needed to clean up her leg before it became infected. Still coughing up a disgusting black slime was making her feel sick. She wretched a couple of times before bringing up more black slime along with mucus she'd injested. The air was cold and rain seemed to be falling, she looked around, scrubbing at her eyes trying to un-blur her vision from the smoky induced tear cover. It wasn't until just after this, that Destiny realized she had another cut on her face by the side of her eye. She couldn't remember how it had happened and assumed that somewhere along the crash she'd dazed in and out of consciousness. She was tired, but didn't know where they were or where she'd escaped to. It was a seemingly empty place with a forest not that far away. She was too tired to walk anymore. Her lungs were burning. She collapsed to the floor, loosing consciousness and coming back from it occasionally.