The Pathless on Paths---------Chapter VII part 2(2)

He drew himself up again. The others were also fumbling with their own, trying to release themselves. Apparently Karrson had been to intent assessing his own situation and for a moment forgot about his friends. Hunter fell down with a bam, prone on the roof. He rose curing and supporting his waist. “I ain’t going on no aerial vehicle after this...”
“Is everyone alright?” Karrson asked, while helping Sanders and Clare out with Hunter. The two were fine by appearance, with no more than cuts and bruises. Emmerich and Clark in the cockpit though may not be so lucky.

“Yeah...” they heard Clark’s voice from the front. “Might need a hand though. I think Emmerich is out. Damn, what a ride!”
“What a ride indeed!” Karrson answered. After releasing Clare, Karrson toiled to the cockpit, stepping with caution on the uneven roof. He walked into the cramped space filled with instruments. He helped Calk out of his seat. Their landing was far from smooth as they had flipped, but the aircraft remained intact, though for how long it still will they knew not.