[ WP ] You 're on a plane , and it 's going down .

I imagine there was a plentiful amount of panic, sorrow, and regret going around in those last few minutes. I imagine sobbing parents made an effort to rise above the chaos and hugged their children against their chests, whispering meaningless words of comfort meant only for the ears of that one fragile life. I imagine the lone travelers looked to find solace in grabbing someone else's hand, anyone would do. I imagine the pilot, a sad man with self-confidence issues, felt within him a sudden, urgent, unstoppable burst of confidence and issued a moving message across the intercom, touching all who listened to the point of alchemizing bitterness to hesitant smiles in those who cared to listen. I'm sure all of it was beautiful, in it's own twisted way. Everything else I can only imagine, as my ever timely bowel movements decided I should spend my last moments... otherwise preoccupied.
