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Katie attempted to gain altitude as the tropical
storm closed in. She might just
be able to climb over it, but the Westland Wessex
trimotor was not noted for its climbing
ability. There was really no
place to land. She knew the plane
was somewhere in the vicinity of the Lost World, but had not reached the
clearing that had enabled them to land as in the previous
expedition.
Steiner had returned two days ago with the news of the failure of his and
Larras mission. He was
not supposed to tell anyone outside the Foreign Ministry, but Steiner did
not think that the veil of secrecy should extend to Larras faithful
companions. He had told them
everything. The Foreign Ministry
might not like it, but Steiner had his own sense of what was right and
wrong.
Larras telegram, plus reports of the departure of the
Ludendorff, had decided Katie on a bit of a
gamble. She knew that nothing
on earth would stop Larra from trying to stop the airship from leaving, so
the fact that it had left meant either that she had not reached it in time,
or that she had tried to stop it and
failed. That could mean that
she was hiding somewhere in
The plane had first flown to
They were almost there. Katie
had taken on such a huge load of fuel in
The immense anvil-shaped storm clouds loomed
closer. The storm was closing
fast. Should she try to fly away
from it or try to go around it? To
go back would mean having to return to
Katie continued to climb. Just
possibly she might get high enough to avoid the worst of it, but she knew
that on her present course the passengers in the plane were in for a rough
ride.
Hold on, she warned, its going to get very
bumpy.
Behind her she heard the sound of seat belts clicking into place,
then she was too busy trying to control the plane
as it entered the upper layers of the
thunderhead. Below her violent
bolts of lightning ripped through the cloud, and the sound of immense
thunderclaps came to her ears.
I wouldnt want to be down there, Katie muttered, as she
held onto the bucking control column.
Controlling the aircraft now took all of her
concentration. Even in the upper
reaches of the storm, the violence of the wind was
formidable. The plane was buffeted
from side to side and frequently hurled about in updrafts and
downdrafts. Rain pelted fiercely
against the windshield completely obscuring any forward
vision.
Katie hauled on the control column, trying to gain a little more
altitude. She was almost above
the storm. A few more minutes
and the plane should have passed through the worst of
it. And then it began to
snow. Katie knew that this
represented real danger. If the
plane was weighted down by a buildup of snow on the wings and fuselage, it
would become too heavy to fly above the
storm. She poured on more power,
trying through speed to climb still higher, but the snow was already clinging
to the plane. Despite all she
could do Katie felt the plane slow, and then it began to slowly descend through
the clouds. Immediately, the
already powerful winds began to batter the plane even more
strongly. Now, even using all
her strength, Katie could barely keep the aircraft under
control.
KRAACCCKK! A powerful bolt of lightning struck the
plane. The
trimotor suddenly veered to the left as its port
engine lost power.
Must have taken out the engine, said Katie
aloud. Hold on
everyone. Im going to have
to dive through the storm!
Katie put down the nose of the shuddering aircraft, increasing speed as she
attempted to regain control.
The plane fell like a stone, twisting and turning in the violent turbulence
of the thunderstorm. Lightning
flashed and immense explosions of thunder occurred on all
sides. Katie knew that her only
chance was to try to dive right through the cloud and try to regain control
at a lower elevation.
Helpless, but trusting to Katie, the rest of the passengers clutched the
arms of their seats. The sound
of the thunder was so incredible that it was like being inside an immense
drum. Lower and lower the aircraft
plummeted, the air shrieking past the wings and
fuselage.
Suddenly they were through. Below
them was the green of the African forest.
Katie yanked on the control column with all her
might. She had to pull the plane
out of the dive!
Help me! she implored.
In the seat beside her sat
Steiner. He needed no further
urging, but grabbed the copilots column and pulled with
her.
Slowly, almost agonizingly, the plane leveled off, but it was still
dropping. Katie realized that
she was now too low to avoid a crash.
Desperately, through the rain beating against the windscreen, she
looked for someplace to set the plane
down. At first all she saw was
thick forest, and then at the last second she spotted a small
opening. Not sure of what it
was, but with no other choice she pulled the diving plane into
it.
Branches whipped by as the plane smashed through a screen of trees, and then
they were down.
An immense wall of water erupted as the plane touched
down. Unknowingly, Katie had
plunged the plane into a swamp.
Quite by chance she had probably found the safest place among the
sea of trees that would have ripped the plane to bits, probably killing them
all.
The plane plowed into the mixture of soil, water, and vegetation, wrenching
to a sickening halt. Then it
slowly settled into the quagmire.
Water burbled in through the many cracks in the plane's
fuselage. Dazed, but still conscious
the passengers broke open the cabin door.
Grabbing what they could they splashed into the swampy water amidst
a driving rain.
The battered party dropped into waist deep
water. Struggling forward through
the mixture of water and muck, they headed for firmer
ground. Behind them the plane
settled a little deeper, pulled down by the weight of its engines and load
of fuel.
At least it didnt explode, thought Katie as she reached
solid ground. Turning, she set
down what gear she had managed to grab and helped the person behind
her. Within a short time the
rest of the party joined her under the relative shelter of the huge trees
bordering the swamp. There they
waited out the storm.
After about an hour, the rain eventually let
up. By this time all that was
left of the plane was its tail sticking about two feet out of the
swamp. They assessed their
equipment. Between them they
had managed to salvage five rifles and several hundred rounds of ammunition,
but lacked food, medicine, and had only the clothes on their
backs.
Maybe I should swim to the plane and see if I can get anything else
out of it, volunteered Steiner.
We need more than this to survive in a jungle
environment.
Not a good idea, replied Jia
Li. The plane seems to be still
sinking. You could get trapped
in there.
As if to emphasize her words, the plane sank another foot to the accompaniment
of a sickening sucking sound from the
bog. Steiner nodded
agreement. They were stuck with
what they had.
Its getting close to night, said
Amy. Probably
a good idea if we find somewhere dry to
camp.
The group agreed. Moving away
from the plane they climbed toward still higher
ground. Perhaps they could find
a large tree to shelter beneath and perhaps even some dry
firewood.
A hundred yards farther on they found what they
were looking for. An immense
fig tree spread its aerial roots over a wide area of ground, providing a
dry sheltered place in the middle of the
forest.
This will do, said Katie. Perhaps we can figure out where
we are tomorrow.
A loud rustling in the vegetation about twenty feet away caught the attention
of the entire party. They all
turned to look as an immense multi-toothed head thrust itself into the partial
clearing.
My God, exclaimed Jia Li, a
dragon!
No, corrected Katie, its a dinosaur!
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