Bodies. Strewn across the narrow walkway or still strapped safely into their assigned seats, the plane's interior was still horrifically filled with the lifeless corpses of those who had not survived the crash. And unfortunately for The Spine, it only took a single sweep of glowing photoreceptors to realize there could not possibly be anyone still living amongst the sheer number of dead in this place-...

But wait! A flash of blue and white stuck beneath a broken luggage compartment, a striped stockinged leg freckled with red splotches. But more importantly than that, there was a twitch of movement from the body, a signal of life still fighting on despite the fact the woman was being crushed.