Aftershock

Clara shook her head. "No ... you just said your arm might break if I pulled it. Then what should I do?" Clara asked, unable to hide her panic.

Despite being a medical student, he had never faced anything like this head on. He didn't know what to do.

If only Jenna were here, then she would know the first thing to do to save John. Even to survive.

"Seek help, if you're not sure what to do with this."

Clara nodded, then rushed to find help as John had ordered.

Coming out of the business class cabin, something more surprising appeared in front of Clara's eyes, several people were lying on the plane floor. She continued her search for one of the flight attendants or anyone else who might be able to help. However, nothing.

Until when she went down the stairs and into a small room she found one of the flight attendants who was also lying on the floor.

"Miss ...." Clara touched the side of the woman's neck, still feeling the pulse there.