Sean Gallegar<br/><br/>Sean saw stars for a moment and knew that that would hurt in a few seconds, probably like hell, but for the moment, the order to drop got his attention and he felt himself get pulled down... as if he couldn't do it himself, but he didn't say anything. He simply dropped to the floor and looked back... bad idea, his mind screamed and he grabbed the woman'scollar and started crab walking backwards, "I think it's time for us to go." he said loud enough for her to hear.<br/><br/>He scanned the area, but the rooms along the corridor would just get them trapped... the access panels that might of let him try to pull out some electrical source were keypadded closed and plastic was notibly less heat resistant than the alumimium of the aircraft frame. He peaked into one of the rooms anyway for something sueful and while he saw a small fire extinguisher, it would be pointless. The mattress? Too small and thin to act as a barrier... so we run.<br/><br/>He looked back up the hall at the very near by soldier and the reinforced door behind her. Where had all of the others gone Shunted off to another part of the plane... a killing box all of it's own... "What's behind that door!" he called up to the solder even as someone else was trying to open it. God, he hoped that it wasn't an exterior access... at even this low altitude,the amount of wind passing along the aircraft's surface would be bad. But, no else where to go and he pulled the woman along with him as he reached the hatch and tried to help the guy open it. "Sean," he said by way of introduction, his irish accent even in the single word, "Do you know where this leads?" he asked and hoped that they could get the 5 of them out of this mess, even for a few seconds to figure out a plan of action.