The front window was shattered and water was quickly filling the cabin. “No, no, no!” I screamed. I tried to scramble out of my seat and was slammed backwards by the seat belt. My hands fumbled with the clip and I looked over at the pilot. A piece of the propeller impaled him through the neck. I followed it backwards and saw it just missed the man in handcuffs. I wasn’t sure if he was alive or not. I looked over at the Marshal and found vacant eyes staring at me. He was dead too. The water was around my thighs now.
