The Last Flight. Chapter 3

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My heart leapt into my mouth. The engine was ablaze! “Don’t worry, Sir.” I spoke as calmly as I could, my training coming to the fore, “The pilots will be aware and able to take care of that.” I drew the curtain across the window and walked quickly to the cockpit, totally aware that the passenger would have drawn it back again as soon as my back was turned. As I suspected, the pilots were well aware of the situation and I entered just as the first officer, who had now returned to his seat on the right, pulled the fire lever at the command of Captain Anderson, and feathered the propeller. He looked out of his side window and back at the slowing propeller. “Ah, Karen, could you go back and just check that the fire is extinguished, it looks like it is.” Without another word I returned to the cabin and looked through the same large, panoramic window as before. There was a lot of smoke and the propeller had now stopped turning but I could no longer see any fire. The passenger who had called me looked panic stricken. “Don’t worry, the fire is out now. We are quite safe.” I reassured him. He smiled weakly and nodded. I returned to the cockpit, not bothering to draw the curtain across again. “I can’t see any flames.” I said to neither in particular, “nor can I see any damage to the nacelle or wing.” The first officer turned to me. “Thank you, Karen. We will have to divert to the nearest airfield and get his thing down asap.” I nodded that I understood. “I will tell the passengers.” “Ladies and Gentlemen.” I announced, on returning to the cabin, “Your attention please. Due to a technical problem with the aircraft the Captain has decided to divert to the nearest airfield. There is no cause for alarm, and the diversion is purely in the interest of safety. Please fasten you safety belts now until we land. If you have any questions please do not hesitate to ask me.” I returned the handset to its cradle on the wall and began to walk down the aisle, checking Escort elvankent that each passenger had fastened his or her belt. “No, Madam, we can fly normally on one engine”, and, “Yes sir, the DC-3 is a very stable and safe aeroplane.” the questions were incessant. “I am sorry for the delay sir, I am sure the airline will get you to your destination as soon as possible”, “No, sir, I am afraid I cannot give any further information at this stage.” And so it went, almost every passenger had a question and quite understandably most were worried. I finally reached the last row of seats at the rear of the cabin. “Would you fasten your seat belt please sir.” I requested the man in seat twenty-four. “No,” he replied, “It is uncomfortable and, quite frankly, unnecessary.” I took a deep breath and asked again. “It is for your safety, Sir, and that of the other passengers so please, if you would…?” “Now look here…” he began to protest but was stopped in his tracks. “Just do as you are damn well told for once can’t you?!” the voice came from behind me, from seat twenty-five. “I beg your pardon?!” the businessman looked aghast, “Just who do you think…!” “Shut up you arrogant little man. Do as you are told and fasten your belt. Her job is difficult enough without you making it more difficult!” His jaw dropped but he did as he was told when his colleague put his hand on his arm and nodded for him to behave. “Thank you, Sir.” I said as politely as I could then turned to Jemima. I was about to tell her I was quite capable of dealing with arrogant male passengers but when I saw the fear in her eyes I couldn’t be angry. She looked terrified. I knelt beside her and took her hand. “Hey, don’t worry.” I spoke calmly and gently. The floor tilted as we began to turn to the left, the pilots being careful not to let the drag from the stricken right engine snap the aeroplane around too tightly had they banked right. “You will emek escort be fine, we all will. They train constantly for just this sort of thing.” Her beautiful brown eyes looked pleading at me and I could feel her hand trembling beneath mine. “I will be just behind you and, remember, be strong.” I squeezed her hand and after checking her belt, smiled and returned to my own seat by the buffet and strapped myself in. All remained quiet for a few minutes, I could see heads moving nervously then suddenly, someone shouted out: “It’s on fire again” and, at the same moment The nose dipped and we began to dive steeply. Passengers were screaming and I could feel my belt pulling at my lap as, for a moment, I became weightless. Jemima Rana was staring straight ahead, her hands gripping the back of the seat in front of her, knuckles pure white. I could not see her face but I knew she must be scared half to death as, indeed, was I even though I suspected that Captain Anderson was using the high wind speed generated by the dive to try to extinguish the flames. It seemed an eternity that we fell, some of the passengers began to scream and I was convinced that my ears would burst such was the pain from the sudden change in pressure but then, almost as quickly as it began, the DC-3 pulled out of its screaming dive and my weight returned pressing me hard into my seat. I unhooked the intercom from the bulkhead and pressed the call button. It buzzed briefly. “Karen, I’m sorry. Is everyone Ok?” It was the Captain. “Yes, I think so.” I answered breathlessly, my ears still throbbing. “What happened?” “The engine reignited. I have to get us down as soon as possible. I have declared an emergency, prepare your passengers for a hard landing. Good luck and God bless.” “You too.” I said but the handset had already gone dead. I felt numb but there was no time to dwell as I pressed the PA button. “Ladies and Gentlemen.” I began again, “The captain eryaman escort bayan has declared an emergency and we will be landing at the first opportunity. Because of this we must prepare for a heavy landing. When you hear the words ‘Brace Brace’ bend as far forwards as you can, getting your head down on your knees and place your hands on the back of the seat in front of you. Do NOT release your seat belt until we are down safely.” I calmly returned the handset to its cradle and waited. I could see out of the window to my right, Jemima’s window, and could tell we were very low now, only about a thousand feet. All I could see below were trees and they seemed to be getting nearer. Jemima twisted in her seat and looked back at me, her face streaked with mascara as the tears ran down her face. I smiled to her and nodded slowly, trying as best I could to reassure her from the restraints of my position. She smiled back and turned away. I returned my attention to the window. The three blades of the propeller were still now, blades turned so that they would slice through the air and cause as little drag as possible. The engine cowling was blackened, the panels buckled and smoke and fluid were trailing back across the scorched wing. I knew we were in serious trouble and I too was afraid. My heart was in my mouth but for now, we appeared to be flying steadily. I stopped looking out and sat with my hands clasped on my lap and my head bowed. Throughout the cabin was a low murmur. Some of the passengers were praying, other were talking with their spouse but generally, they were calm. I reached up and took down the handset but held it in front of me, looking at it. Should I call? I knew they were busy but the suspense was killing me. I jumped suddenly as the handset buzzed. “Yes?” I said tentatively, “Are we Ok?” “For now.” It was Bob Donnelly. “Eric is holding her steady but we are haemorrhaging hydraulic fluid. I don’t know how long we can stay up so we are searching for a suitable place to put down.” I didn’t know what to say. “Karen?” Bob’s voice sounded metallic an distant. “Erm, yes, sorry, I was…” I didn’t know what I was and my voice trailed off. “Be strong, Love, we need you, your passengers need you.” the distant, metallic voice urged.

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