I didn’t know how long I’d been out for when I opened my eyes. For a few seconds I was unaware of where I was or what had happened. The cabin was dark. I looked around the gloom and saw everybody else slumped in their seats, or hanging over the arm rests into the aisle, eyes closed and motionless. The plane was slowly filling with water and I knew I had to find a way out. I undid my seat belt and stood as best I could, the motion setting off a sharp throb in my temples. I squinted, looking down at Walt, who was either dead or unconscious, before scanning the rest of the cabin.
There was an eerie silence. My movements in the water produced a strange muffled swooshing noise and, despite the amount of water in the cabin, I was sweating. It was still difficult to breathe.
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