The helicopter suffered a terrible spasm and was thrown about a kilometer to the west and began to turn on itself while the debris-laden air currents propelled it causing it to lose the flight control that its rotor blades had to exert. The loss in altitude was mind-boggling, and the aircraft seemed to be hopelessly hurtling to the ground, rotating around its bow; the distance with the tops of the tallest trees was already a few meters when the pilot clinging to the wheel could finally stabilize it and regain control of the aircraft. Looking west, the occupants saw an immense mass of stones, dust and smoke approaching through airspace on the port side at full speed. In a desperate maneuver the pilot positioned the stern in the direction the phenomenon was approaching and prayed. A minute l
