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From: Tawnyangel22 Sent: 6/17/2006 10:28 AM

The senior bodyguard was beginning to feel concerned. It had been some time now since he had last seen the dull grey of shadowed fuselage, and had heard the powerful engines. He began to have doubts as to whether their plane had in fact been seen. He moved to relieve his cramped limbs, and suddenly realised that he needed to answer the call of nature. Not daring to move, he turned his head to see how the other passengers were.

The Queen's maid had finally regained consciousness. She looked around her, fear in her eyes.

"Bahn," she called to the bodyguard, "Her Majesty. Is she alive?"

Bahn nodded his head. "Yes, everyone has survived except the two pilots."

"Then I must go to her." In her confused state she tried to push past a member of the Thai press, who luckily, hadn't been very badly injured. He was busily writing up the events, thinking to himself that this would be a great story. Her sudden movement knocked his laptop into the aisle.

"Foolish woman! Stay where you are!" he said. "This plane is very unstable. We have landed in the upper canopy of the jungle."

The maid slumped back into her seat; she had never felt so sick or frightened in all her life.

It was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe inside the cabin. With not even a breeze to freshen the air coming in through the broken windows, it was hot and stuffy. In addition to that, there was an overall stench of sweat, blood and vomit.

"No more sightings?" the King called to the bodyguard.

"No, Your Majesty," Bahn replied.

One of the translators was peering out of the window. Something had moved; he focused on the spot. It had looked like? No, he felt he was imagining it.

Suddenly Solada began to cry as she vomited over one of her male colleagues, who let out a vehement curse.

"I'm so thirsty," she croaked. "Please, may I have some water?"

Amongst the glasses and other debris strewn across the floor, were bottles of water. The male member of the cabin crew picked up a bottle and handed it to Solada, before passing more back to the other passengers.

"Here, drink this, but only take little sips."

As she took the bottle from him, she gasped and pointed to the window. "There's someone looking in!"

"You're hallucinating, Solada," Pairat, the King's secretary, called out. "How can anyone be looking in through the window; we are a long way from the ground."

"I'm not hallucinating," Solada insisted. "Look! Over there!"

All the occupants craned to look where she was pointing. Yes, there was someone looking in the window. They didn't understand how anyone could be there, but the fact that they were there meant that they had been found.

"This is International Rescue," John called out to them. "Please remain calm; we're working on getting you out of here."

Everyone cheered, trying to resist the temptation to move.

"We are saved!" Bahn cried out with relief.

The translator settled back in his seat; he knew now that he hadn't imagined seeing someone in the foliage.

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