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airplanes to fall from the sky. But the military kept planes in the sky to transport aid and personnel.
    I was in awe of the massive fallen plane and had forgotten momentarily about what was chasing me. But then there they were, a pack of Kentucky gray wolves. I had done a report on them in school once. They are not suppose to be in this area anymore. The last time any kind of wolf was seen in Kentucky was over 150 years ago. I guess they’re back. Unlucky me.
    They weren’t charging me, but were beginning to circle me. I pulled out my machete and yelled for them to get away. I needed to get in the plane to be safely out of their reach, but I didn’t see an opening on the side I was on. The wolves were cautious, but seemed to have a plan.
    While shuffling to the other side of the plane I was able to find an opening. One of the wolves lunged at me. I yelled and swung my machete striking the predator in the snout. It yelped and backed off. There were seven that I counted and they all started making little lunges at me. Not big enough lunges that they were on top of me, but little ones that seemed to be taunting me or diverting my attention while the others closed in.
    I crept in the opening of the plane (which was a huge split in its side) not knowing what was inside. I didn’t take my eyes off the wolves. I wondered what was behind me in the cabin of the plane.
    After I was fully in the plane, the wolves started gathering around the opening I entered through. I took a quick glance around and saw dozens of skeleton remains of soldiers. Their skin had been picked away by birds and other animals, but their skeletons remained mostly intact along with their uniforms and gear.
    The skeletons were still strapped in with their safety harnesses. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. As I turned back around towards the pack of wolves, one lunged at me. My reflexes saved me and I thrust my machete in its direction. The machete struck the wolf in its underbelly and penetrated. The wolf let out a big yelp mixed with a vicious growl.
    I fell back and onto one of the skeletons. It was damp and smelled nasty. I pulled my machete up and in the direction of the remaining wolves. They were making their little lungs and bearing their sharp teeth.
    The sound of growling filled the plane along with my shrieks of fear. I picked myself up and ran to the front of the plane. The cockpit door was half open. I quickly opened it and stumbled in. The wolves chased me and I slammed the door shut behind me. I locked the door and listened to the wolves clawing at the door and growling ferociously.
    I turned around to find two dead pilots. I scanned the cockpit for any weapons but there was only two useless pistols. As I leaned over one of the skeletons, I noticed movement within it. The arm of the skeleton, still in its flight suit, began to move and to my amazement it lifted up as if it were waving hello.
    I stared in amazement and wondered how this could be. The skeleton appeared to be alive and seem to be offering me a high-five. I stood there frozen watching this skeleton waving to me when I realized there was a huge snake squirming its way out of the sleeve of the flight suit. I took a closer look and noticed the belly of the skeleton moving in and out as if the skeleton was breathing. I could hear rattling and soon realized there was a nest of rattlesnakes birthing inside the skeleton’s stomach, nestled inside the flight suit of the dead pilot.
    I jumped back and dry-heaved. It was the grossest thing I ever saw. The rattlesnakes must have been aroused by all the commotion and began snaking their way out the pilots pant legs and shirt collar. They were big and their rattles were going at full speed.
    Sounds of rattling and growling filled the cockpit. My face went numb as I tried to grasp the situation. I couldn’t leave the cockpit because of the wolves outside and I couldn’t stay because of the poisonous rattlesnakes inside.
    I noticed the