Hurrying from room to room, Zoey was surprised they weren't stopped along the way by someone demanding they return, or outright shooting them.  She couldn't remember which cabin it was, just that it was on the right.  They made it to the third cabin when gunfire broke out.  This caused Zoey to pause only briefly, before she redoubled her efforts.  The fourth cabin was, thankfully, the right one.  She disappeared inside and grabbed the black bag waiting there, before turning to Alec, "Ok, got it."<br/><br/>As they emerged back into the hallway, more gunfire erupted.  This didn't sound good at all, and the slanted deck made walking a pain as they hurried back towards the rear of the plane.  She could only pray she didn't lose something valuable out of the pack, because it would be difficult to replace on short notice.  The gunfire was getting closer, and she just kept going, struggling a bit here and there but otherwise nimble enough to avoid the problems such an extreme angle was presenting.<br/><br/><em>Now I know why they don't let 747's flip over... the chaos would be incredible.</em>