Nimbus 2056.

Nimbus 2056

Airship freighter nimbus glides above the clouds. Our sun is brightly shining across glass solar panel wings.

Suddenly the yaw is pulled back and the nose of the freighter descends towards the dark and menacing clouds.

Captain Noah is jolted to from her rack.

“What the hell?” she yelled rushing to the bridge.

“Night watch, why aren’t you responding?”

The helm was abandoned by 3rd mate Stuckey, who laid unconscious at the post.

Noah grabbed the yaw at the last moment.

They level out right above a wisp of a silver shred of cloud.

“Holy shit!” Noah yelled.

All was calm.

In a flash the world went white.

Red light flickered as Stuckey regained consciousness. The captain now was the one on the floor.

It was a catastrophic loss of power. The controls were unresponsive. Stuckey pounded on the blank key board. Nothing would start. The cockpit was now completely dark. Nimbus now was at the mercy of the storm.

The first thing to crack was the aft control surface. A beep and now the navigating computer was now restarting. Stuckey pulled falsely on the joystick. Up was down, and down was up.

Spinning around the g forces began to cripple. A twisting force surrounded the air frame and the metal screamed because of it.

They were still falling.

Falling from the safety of the upper atmosphere. The air was cleaner but the sun was meaner. Solar was now strong enough to instantly burn skin, but also strong enough to float upon.

Now they were below the clouds. Hissing winds began to calm when the falling vehicle regained control. They had power again. Was it too late?

Buffering wheels spun on the global positioning screen. Out the windscreen the world stood of tall timber and jagged snow capped mountains.

“Where the fuck are we.” Captain Noah groaned as she climbed into the command position.

“GPS AINT SAYING SHIT!” Stuckey.

“Get to the crew and the cargo to safety. I’ll see what I can do up here.” Captain Noah.

He runs from the bridge down a long hallway an electrical panel. There are two switches labeled lifeboats and jettison. Stuckey quickly slid down an escape tube to the closest life raft.

Noah was now alone. She looked as the contents of the freighter people and product crash in cascading fashion into the unfamiliar land.

The only thing she could do was to angle the approach just shallow to slide to a stop.

It sounded simple but the wall of forest didn’t reveal any flat places. The right wing was tore of by a cliff first. Now the freighter was twirling down to the ground.

“This is it.” Noah braced for impact.

Cracked glass exploded into the bridge as a branch shot through the wind screen.

Fade to black.

“Is everyone ok?” Stuckey looked around the dark life raft.

As the dust was settling coughed Anastasia “This isn’t where we want to be is it?”

“You could have just said yes. Is there anyone else? Fuck why isn’t anything working?” Punching the control pad Stuckey.

A dull chime pinged in the back ground when fableton chirped in. “God dammit! I can’t feel my legs!”

“Is your harness still on?” Stuckey asked.

“Oh.”

Fableton clicked the safety release button and slowly the tingling sensation in his leg began to subside.

They were lost. Placed into a forest they never seen before.

“This doesn’t look like LA to me.” Fableton

“Does anyone know where we are?”

“Maybe Montana.” Gelben replied unbuckling himself from the seat.

“How the fuck did we end up in Montana, I need to be Vancouver tomorrow!” Anastasia

“We cruising at 55,000 feet then we dropped. I blacked out.” Stuckey said.

“SO it is your fault?!” Fableton questioned.

“I was…… all I remember is everything going black and then waking up and everything going to hell.” Stuckey

“Noah told me to activate the escape pods and jettison the crew. I don’t think even she knew where we were.” Stuckey.

“Does anyone have any signal?” Gelben asked pointing his phone up.

“No”

“Nope.”

“Wait”

“Oh nevermind. My phone is broken.” Fableton.

“The life raft has a SOS beacon that starts as soon as it leaves the ship.” Stuckey.

“All we got to do is wait and we will be rescued in no time.”

FOUR DAYS LATER.

“OK maybe I might be wrong. Let’s go see what is out side.” Stuckey.

A pressure seal released and the hatch swung open. In rushed the freshest air into the modest escape pod.

“The air. It is so clean.”