Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 154

When we hit the floor of the plane Hall was on top of me. He tried to point the gun at my face but I reached up and grabbed his arm. We were tangoing back and forth on the floor as the pilot banked the plane to the right. We rolled over and then I was on top of Hall. We were each still struggling trying to get control of the gun when the pilot turned the plane again. I don't think he knew what to do. But I did.

I yelled to the cockpit, "Go back to the airport!"