It was the fall that surprised me the most. The fact that it took so long that I could actually be afraid of the action of falling. The wind was stinging my face and making my eyes water, I was screaming but the noise of the explosion had taken out my hearing. The people strapped in around me were mere shadows, forms with fuzzy outlines and indiscernible features, mouths open in silent noise.

I forced my head back round, my throat filling with bile as the ground suddenly rushed up to meet us, my fingers twisting in the belt around my waist, desperately holding on for dear, precious life. The muddy earth met the nose of our plane, we were all flung forward with gut-wrenching force and my vision went black.

I took a deep breath and jumped as someone's hands touched the sides of my face.
"It's okay. Come on back. Take your time." My vision suddenly returned as something was removed from over my eyes and I suddenly realised where I was. The simulation theatre.