The Boeing 777 hurtled towards earth at speeds increasing from five hundred miles per hour with a top speed of five hundred and ninety. Jim, the pilot, was at the controls, he was an experienced aviator who had over seventy-five thousand hours of flying time, or about three thousand one hundred and twenty-five days of flying time, while Josh his co-pilot was only a rookie aviator with a third of the hours as Jim. The plane had three hundred and seventy-five passengers on board, who were all freaked out because one of the only two engines had failed halfway to Madagascar. The plane, which is out of radio range, is flying over the center of the Indian Ocean, off the east coast of Africa. There were still one hundred and seventy miles to go. Jim is a thirty-eight year old man, with jet black hair, he is an attractive, kind and calm individual. He is about six feet tall and has green eyes, normally wearing cargo pants, a short-sleeved shirt and a jacket, but today he is wearing his work clothes. These are blue dress pants, black shiny leather shoes, his black pilot jacket with a dark blue t-shirt. He began flying at the age of twenty-seven, after returning from his time in the Air Force. He was a fighter pilot and was known for shooting down a total of eighty-seven enemy aircraft and being an SR-71 pilot taking photos of nuclear bombs and facilities in Algeria. He has a family, he is married to Taylor Martinez and has two children, both girls named Aspen and Lily. Aspen is eight years old and Lily is twelve, both have blonde hair and green eyes. Ms. Matinez is approximately five feet seven inches tall and has blonde hair and blue eyes. They own a large house on the west coast of Washington. Josh is a twenty-eight year old...... middle of paper......and this has never happened and he said to continue with their normal duties. after about three days of gathering food and water, along with supplies, they were basically ready for the next month if needed. This is their second week on the island and they wonder if they will send someone to look for them. They didn't know that the US had the plane crash all over the news, they had a lot of search helicopters; and flights to Madagascar kept leaving. That same day everyone heard a plane flying by and turned on the big SOS to let them know they were on the island. The rubble and other green material they had added smoked like a wild fire on the side of a mountain of dry grass. Everyone saw the plane, but noted that it was a passenger airliner and would never see the smoke above the clouds and the distance to the island.