Stranded – an island paradise?
Stranded Darkness… He could not feel anything, not his feet, arms, even his body. All he could hear was the relaxing waves reaching the sandy beach, the quiet warm breeze and tropical air. Not to worry they said, that storm isnt a threat in any way they said. Well that probably showed them. It was a stormy night at the airport in L.A. The clouds were threatening and dark, the wind blowed furiosly to the south and thunder clapped everywhere. But the flight to New Zealand wasnt canceled due to the storm, the airport manager said not to worry, the Boeing 747 was a strong airplane and could easely bypass those big, thick and ugly rainclouds. The pilots were also as confident as the manager, they walked pass Roger Jackson with a arrogant look upon …