DO OR DIE!
666 Words
She had patently miscalculated the door facing the land area.
As she held the carriage door open, a massive effusion of a gust of air rendered her to fumble back inside.
The door flailed of its own accord, the squalls of strong wind penetrated inside, as though a window of an airplane had been splintered and the air within the transport was being sucked into a void.
Luna strived to shift her weight from the surface of the floor, it was an absolute struggle to stand in a tumbling vehicle.
Taking hold of the velvety seats, clutching at its smooth face, somehow she managed to stand upright.
She then lunges towards the opening, almost plummeting down the door, and into the deep trench.
She gulps anxiously clasping on to the frame of the door, peering down the perpetual trough. There is certainly no chance of surviving that. She bites on her bottom lip as she peered below in horror.
Luna voluntarily steps back into the carriage. Her chest heaves as she takes in a deep breath, sucking in all the courage and motive she could,
"I can do this." Her fingers clenched to form a fist, she was quivering in unrest at her odd chances of survival.
She leaned against the cushioned wall of the pumpkin-like carriage, her hair gliding aimlessly in the force of wind, her chest frigid at the cold temperature, and she abruptly broke into a sprint towards the aperture.
Her hands wrap around the cold metal at the top of the door frame, as she springs outside in a perfect curvature, slightly at an obtuse angle.
Her body flies in a perfect semi-circle, her hands grasping the upper door frame, meeting the terrace of the carriage, as she forms an arc in the open-air and land on the plane above the operating vehicle.
'Oh my god, Oh my god...'
Luna now, crouched on top of the carriage, the metal was freezing cold to touch under her skin. She was barely able to sit still, as the carriage kept tilting in either direction.
"Now's the time, Jiang Luna," She braced herself, evincing the edgy concrete road on her right,
"Do or Die…" She nodded her head, conceding to her own incentives.
"Here I go-" That being said, she prances towards the safer side of the road, considering the other side is a ditch, comparatively the rocky, edgy concrete surface appears superior in the given state of affairs.
A slight, subdued feeling of relief begins to emerge through the depths of her heart as she jumps off the top of the carriage, towards the inner side of the hill, the road on which she now travelled.
Right when she leapt for it, the carriage descended behind her. She was now, equidistant in the air, from the safer destination that she aspired to reach, and the falling carriage.
A victorious smile crept across her hitherto saddened face as she successfully landed on the secure surface, though the landing might not have been as smooth as anticipated.
In the process of alighting, Luna scraped her knees, the blood beneath the skin took its cue and was now sloping down her calves.
"That was close-"
Before she could celebrate her triumph over death. A fierce tug pulled her back, and she raked and scraped across the hard concrete floor of the street. She squirmed as she neared the steep fall, the deep ditch.
Luna momentarily took a glance at the source of the extremely hefty pull, and her eyes located it in a matter of seconds.
The trail of her dress was stuck in the passage door of the carriage, and as the distance between the vehicle and the trench narrowed, her heart raced at an unbelievable rate, her head was throbbing constantly, making her feel nauseous.
She despairingly tried to grasp anything she could find, a tiny rock, the road itself, but in the face of imminent death, what can one do besides strive to survive?
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