SURVIVORS
Chapters 5. Gathering (revision)
"Miss Baras, you better get out first. Go up the stairs I made," said Robert pointing to a pile of bags and a small suitcase on the back of the chair.
The barrel looked at the emergency stairs. Actually the distance of the edge of the fault with the row of seats that are not too far away. But because the position is pointing upwards, there must be a pedestal ladder to reach it.
The barrel tries to climb and reaches the edge of the plane's fault. He poked his head past the fault line. He saw a man pulling a tree trunk away from the edge of the fault. The barrel shouted out:
"Hey.. I'll throw the supply bag first."
"Yes,"
Dean turned his head for a while and continued to get rid of the remaining large tree branches. The place was already safe for landing people who wanted to jump from inside the plane.
3 Bags and backpacks are thrown in a barrel with great difficulty. Especially the last bag. Robert raised it high above his head to make it easier for Laras to take it out.
Dean quickly moved away the bag and backpack that had fallen. He looked up and gave a warning:
"Ok, the landing site is clear now. You can start jumping. It's safe enough to land because the snow is thick."
The barrel looked towards the man's feet which sank deep enough in the snow. All right, it won't be too harsh, he thought calming down. The barrel lifts its body higher by resting its feet on an iron fault that sticks firmly on the floor. It looks like the leg of the passenger seat. I don't know where the rest of the seats are.
"Is there anything down there that can be used to cover this sharp part?" he looked at Robert
Robert looked around and picked up some bags and handed them to Laras.
The barrel of composing the bags covered the sharp metal fault. He started to climb up and sat in the bag. The barrel holds the side of the plane wall carefully and then tries to stand up.
"I jumped" he told Dean.
Then.... Syyuuttt.. bbrukk!!
The barrel quickly landed. His feet sank in the snow to his knees. The body tilted backwards, then fell in the snow.
"Are you okay?" dean asked while helping him stand up.
The barrel nodded and walked away from the landing site. He looked up.
"Alan, it's your turn. This snowpack is safe for landing" he told Alan, who was already standing on the edge of the plane's fault.
Bruk!
Alan threw his tool bag to the left side and then followed the jump to the right.
He kept his shoulder from sliding again. The barrel immediately helped him stand up and led him towards where the bags were collected. They sat on a pine trunk waiting for Robert to come down.
Dean came and handed the bag to Alan. Then he waved at Robert so that he would jump immediately.
Bruk!
Robert landed while rolling towards the front. Well, he's an ex-soldier. Jumping like this was not a difficult thing for him.
Immediately he stood up and shook off the snow on his clothes. He approached Dean and endured it.
"I'm Robert" he said warmly.
"I'm Dean Whittman" Dean replied kindly.
"Let's get together with the others" Dean continued.
"Wait," hold Robert.
"You don't seem to realize what you're looking like right now" he said, looking at Dean's face and looking at his head.
"Miss Barrel, can you help clean Dean's face? It seemed that this young man was too busy saving others to forget that he was also injured. Look at these blood stains."
Dean smiled stiffly. Finally he understood why some people were shocked and screamed when he saw it. Hahh the woman in the forest had even fainted from it. Maybe he looks scary now.
The barrel opens a bag and picks up the wet tissue packaging. He walked up to Dean and helped wipe away the bloodstains on Dean's face. The blood stain was frozen. With 2 sheets of wet tissue, Dean's face was clean again and his good looks were again visible. Enchanted barrel.
"Haha, look at you," Robert laughed melting the awkward atmosphere.
"Alright, let's meet the other survivors," he asked as he lifted the largest backpack to his back in place of his own backpack left clasped in the right hand.
Dean lifted another bag and walked over next to Robert. Barrel and Alan followed from behind.
"The wolf is getting closer. Before night we've got to make a shelter."
"In addition, the bodies of the passengers who died should be buried in the snow. Because they can invite wild beasts here."
Dean explained his thoughts. Robert nodded his head in agreement.
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Dean, Robert, Alan and Laras had reached the center of the plane that had overturned but found no one there.
"So I asked them to move to the tail section of the plane. Maybe they're there now" Dean told Robert.
Then they walked again to the left through some trees. Many people were sitting on the snow.
Dean's surprised. Why are they sitting in the open like this? Isn't it very cold?
"Why are you here? This open space is cold and very dangerous. Many wild beasts roam here."
Dean's words sounded impatient.
"Those inside forbid us from entering" explained Dr Chandra.
"What?!"
Dean was upset and rushed into the tail room followed by Robert.
"Who's been the one who banned the other victims from coming in here?"
Dean asked in a high voice. He looked at the people who were chatting sharply.
The people were shocked and simultaneously turned to the door curtain. Some of them were nervous and turned to a young woman as if to say that she was the culprit.
The girl was initially surprised, but quickly regained control and confidently said:
"Yes, I banned them from entering. This is executive class. Not just anyone can enter here," he said arrogantly.
Robert heard Dean grit his teeth in anger, then spoke to mediate the tension.
"Have you seen the snow outside the window, miss?" ask Robert.
"Ah, yes. Then why? Isn't that beautiful? Not everyone goes abroad to see snow. So this is their windfall" he replied unconcernedly.
Robert shook his head. "Miss, do you know that snow is cold and can freeze people? Do you not hear the howling of wolves? Being out in the open is dangerous, isn't it...."
"That's none of my business," Lena quickly cut.
"It won't be long until the rescue team finds us. So it doesn't matter if they hang on for a while" he said without feeling.
"Again I am the daughter of an Indonesian conglomerate, there is also an artist and a lawmaker here. I believe the search has been done strictly. My father would not let anything bad happen to me. So just wait," he added in an arrogant tone.
Dean was emotionless hearing the rich princess' arrogant words. It is futile to explain anything to such a person.
"Miss, that executive class is valid only on flights. Now the plane is down. Everyone's position is the same. No one is rich or poor, no conglomerates, officials, artists and ordinary people. You're all the same in my eyes. We're the victims of a plane crash!" taunting Dean cynically.
"Do you know where we are now? Will your father search here? Is there a region with this kind of winter in Indonesia? Have you thought with your shrimp brain that's the real situation we're in?"
Dean's words were sharp and full of contempt. Selfish people are heartless and intolerable when disaster strikes, that's the principle.
All speechless. Lena was furious for being humiliated so rudely. But no one seemed to support him at the moment, so he kept quiet.
"Now I want to know, which one of you would dare to ban another victim from entering here?"
Those words were full of threats now.
They look at each other. Would that man throw them out if he went back to ban people out there?
There are more people outside than here. Finally they just lowered their heads. Although not satisfied, but they could only mumble to themselves. No one dared to fight Dean.
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