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[color=Lavender]Dorian Gray[/color]
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As the plane plummeted further Dorian found himself thinking on survival. He shut his eyes and took longer deeper breaths. He shut out the noises around him. They were not of import. The plane got closer to the water and he inhaled longer. 

Dorian calmly moved his hands to the buckle of his seatbelt. Another breath and the sound of the plane hitting the molecules of water reached him. Water would be following. In a swift movement he unbuckled and took off his oxygen mask. He remembered the seats of the plane float. He moved quickly remembering the instructions to removed the seat portion.

Dorian's luck was with him as the seat did its purpose. He soon found himself floating and cautiously opened his eyes. The darkness of the ocean along with various floating luggage met his eyes. Then a sound reached his ears. And then more, but his hearing corrected itself in time to hear one voice calling.

Dorian inhale and found himself responding. [color=lavender]"Yes over here"[/color] The water luckily could carry sound. Seems his good fourtune was determined to keep him alive today. Relieved he kept his grip on the seat finding that he was using it more like an abandoned piece of wood...with his upper body holding it and the rest dangling in the water.

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