A beautiful evening at sunset. I decided to go out a walk with the dog. I wandered over a grassy field. A warm wind was gently blowing, storm clouds on the horizon. Growing dark.
Then a roar in the distance, growing louder.
I look up and see a jet airliner approach, headlights blazing, getting lower and lower.
About half a mile away it flips upside down and heads towards me. It is maroon and yellow.
I run like blazes, the dog following.
I have a vision of the upturned pilot fighting with the controls.
The plane crashes upside down into the field I have just left, and bursts into flame.
I stand and stare at sudden death.
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