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well-educated individual, gaining a first class in Business law eventually at Harvard; soon after graduating she met Tim, a year younger journalist and author with routes from England, where they had Kerry. The family formed, and to ensure a good standard of living they stayed to New York to carry on with their careers, with the intention of moving to Illinois later in life to settle down. Tim had the idea of persuading Anna to try England, as he could see his family a bit more and basically he had always had a soft spot for England. However, Anna thought that England was a bit gloomy; although she did think the people were overly kind and generous.
     
    Kerry twitched as she sat transfixed in the grey and blue seat of the aircraft . The surrounding passengers all attended to their food, magazines whilst connecting their music and video devices. She reached for her rampantly coloured blanket and gazed out of the vivid window, peering from above on all the miniature houses and ant-like people. Kerry felt a tinge of nausea as the aircraft began to turn on its side, shortly being replaced with a cool cast of calming complacency, enabling her to drift off into the past.  
     
    ‘Come along now bunny we don’t want to miss the flight now do we’ spoke Anna directed at Kerry taking a while to pack her belongings into the petit tattered suitcase that had been passed down. Bunny, a nickname Anna still uses, even though Kerry gets embarrassed on occasions, especially in front of her friends. As Kerry stuffed her clothes, toys and books into her suitcase and forced it down using all her might, resulting in sitting on it and finally clunking the attachment into place.
    ‘Ready Anna’ declared Kerry short of breath and an unbalanced pitch. Kerry had always referred to her parents by their first names instead of using mum or dad like her friends. Kerry bounced down the stairs clutching her suitcase in one hand and a magazine ‘pop mania’ that was particularly popular at the time in America. As they all placed the luggage into the boot of their ford, Tim assisting with the heavy items. Her father leaded over and said to her rather unusually ‘If it crashes I’ll make sure they get you…If it crashes I’ll make sure they take you’ said her father’s voice as he looked over her with no remorse.
     
    Rupert opened his book looked at Kerry and placed his hand on her arm, clutching slightly and looking at her eyes. Noticing her eyelids moving slowly he gathered she was tired and was resting, so he retreated to his book, unfolded the corner fold down and started reading.
     
    There was a judder of turbulence; Tim and Anna grabbed the hand of Kerry as the plane began to shake franticly, creating a sense of panic and despair for the passengers onboard. Passengers’ belongings flew angrily around the room as the plane jumped and dived, children screaming. Tim and Anna crouched down with their hands above their heads below their seat. The screaming increased, piecing the plane as the plane dipped helplessly like paper caught in an updraft. The very next second there was quiet…
    ‘You have it…use to avenge the very thing you desire’ said a broken deep voice. Kerry heard the voice and looked to her mother and said ‘who was that?’ whispered Kerry. ‘Who was what Kerry?’ replied Anna confused and shaken, unaware of where they were and what they were doing. Kerry looked around the room of the craft, where she is greeted to complete desertion, no one to be seen. Seats and rubbish along with shrapnel of the plane crumpled around them and covering the rear of the plane, making the area invisible. Kerry looked down to find a cut about a few centimetres above her knee. She wiped the cut and placed a sheet of cloth from close by, giving it a wipe from all the dust that coated everything, making her face look a pale brown and grey colour, accenting her eyes to an illuminating white.
    ‘Come with me!’ demanded a tall figure