"That thing... it's coming right at us" he mentioned altered.
"It can't land here, it's probably headed for the freeway... it's a few miles away" Terrence explained.
The plane flew over the concrete chimneys of the power plant, for a moment I thought it was going to hit them. When it passed over us, I could see that it was amazingly close, it was really flying too low. It blocked the sun from us for a few seconds, and I could see the perfectly white surface of its underside. Too perfect, too white, too close to the ground.
"I'm no expert aviator... but if that thing is going to land? shouldn't it deploy its wheels?" I asked.
We all turned to watch as the plane followed and flew over the forest flying away rapidly, descending bit by bit.
"It's just not going to land" Jeff blurted o
