Looking into the girl's eyes caused Annie to momentarily lose her focus on the situation. Just as she was about to introduce herself, she was suddenly interrupted by the rude introduction of the .50 caliber machine gun right by her ears, throwing her even further off-balance. As the chopper took its sudden turn, she was totally unprepared. She flew right towards the open door as if being pulled away by some higher power.<br/><br/>Hanging by the frame with her left hand, reaching for support with the right one, Annie was filled with adrenaline. After a few more fractions of the second she managed to grab the girl's hand once again, this time even tighter than before.<br/><br/>"<i>Now</i>I'm nervous!" Annie yelled on the instant she felt the brief safety of not falling down from the sky anymore. The chopper constantly turning, she had to let go of the loose grip of her left hand on the door frame. As a reflex, she moved it to hold on the bag of medical supplies hanging on her shoulder, just because she had no intention to lose that one, too. It was safely wrapped around her body, and she quickly realized to reach her left hand back up as well. Now completely depending on the stranger holding her hand, Annie began to fill up with fear.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>