a flow of images to a perpetual unending electronic present. this time in slow motion: bodies spiraling through the air.i was fighting the autopilot for control, when the plane went into a steep ascent, and everybody seemed to sink in their seats. my camera flew up in the air and the image began to spiral moving past seat after seat until it had fallen in the aisle and was shooting straight up. the image crashed down as the plane began to climb again...the camera lifted into the air. the cockpit door was open. among alarms and electronic warnings, it was taping the battle.i lost. i gave up. i fell into the seat and sunk behind my eyes. i couldn't see what was happening around me. the plane dived. then climbed. then dived again. then the tape stops. i can't remember anymore...
You crashed. The game is over.
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