At the front door he kissed his daughters on the forehead. His wife handed to him his Backpack, which was his only Luggage. "Good bye hon" as a smile took her face. He smiled back, and started to walk towards his car. On the half way through, he stopped walking and looked back at them, his daughters crying, tears on his wife's cheeks. He raised his left arm and waved it. "I love you all" he said in his mind. He rode the car and took off to the airport. As Gordon sat waiting for the plane to start boarding, he thought about his two young daughters. He had already missed them the moment he took a step out of the house. A smile appeared as he though about them. Soon the plane started boarding. He stood up and went to the door to enter. He sat by the window. His backpack beneath him between his feet. He thought about sleeping through the whole flight. Once the plane took off, he lied his head back and shut his eyes. The plane was shaking wildly as Gordon woke up. Every was in panic. Suddenly the rear side of the plane blew up. Gordon looked back, the back of the plane was gone. Gorgon was nearly sitting close to the rear seats. People who sat there had flew out the plane by the enormous opening at the back. He heard people shouting, some just screaming, some saying "Am sorry!". He thought about his daughters seconds before he blacked out.