blood still trickling from Louie's eye he hears a door open and footsteps coming from the hallway of the plane. Louie became quite silent as he waited in suspense. The silence was interrupted as the door started to rattle. A female voice then started to holler "I think it's locked from your side!" Louie still in shock responded "I am hurt.... who are you?" He then thought to himself " who do you think it is Louie? Your as sober as can be and your still clueless! It is a survivor of course. A survivor of the plane crash." Louie then proceeded to reach for latch on the restroom door which was indeed set in the locked position. Without the sue of his legs still numb from shock ti was quite the reach. When he finally grabbed the latch he fell from his position and burst out of the door and flopped down into the hallway. He was then blinded by the sunlight that punctured through a hole in the hul. He wasnt sure if he harmed the woman who was trying help him. for all he knew he could be laying on top of her.
Touching the doctor on his shoulder, Rue spoke to him gently, "I'm not going to tell you how to care for yourself Kristoph, just don't wander off. If I find anyone that is injured, I'll be sure to bring them over to you, ok?" With that Rue gave him a comforting pat on the back before jogging off after one of the screams across the white sand. She saw a fairly young girl, about 18 to 20, screaming at the top of her lungs. The young woman had a trickle of blood on her face, and an unsightly contusion on her forearm. Rue followed the girl's line of sight. Oh god...she had been the ate one to find the pilot...impaled on a tree limb. Ruellen ran to the girl and placed her arms about her.
"Hey. Hun, look at me." She grasped her chin in her hands and held it, looking into her terrified gaze. The young woman had short brown hair that accentuated her cheek bones. "It's gonna be all right hun. Ok? I've gotcha. It's gonna be all right." This was an ultimate nightmare to her. These stressful situations seemed only to keep coming. Rue pulled the girl up off the ground, "Sweetheart, can you tell me your name? How old are you? Are you hurt?" Ruellen was no doctor, but she knew that by asking questions, she could help the girl come to her senses. "I'm Ruellen. You can call me Rue. If you're hurt, I can take you to the doctor. He's right over there under that tree. Just talk to me." She took a step back from the girl, and purposely blocked her sight of the pilot. The woman didn't need to see that anymore. Extending her own hand out in a form of support.
She recalled the blonde woman who tried to help Kristoph and her out of the tree, had gone to the plane to investigate the other plea for help. She then noticed, one of the men had disappeared and so did the pregnant woman. Oh hell, she silently prayed that they were all halucinations.