Carly watched from the large waiting area window at gate 6B as the massive jet crashed down onto the jetway, bursting into flames.

The people around her all gasped and pushed against her to get a view from the window behind where she sat.

The ground crew ran quickly across the jetway, fire hoses in hand, to put out the fire.

At that moment, the next plane nose dived onto the jetway atop the last, taking the ground crew with it.

People began to panic.

Many still crowded the window to view the destruction, others rushed the ticket counters to have their travel refunded.

Carly shifted her gaze to two women who had begun to argue over who had been first in line at the ticket counter. One woman shoved the other, and the next moment all hell broke loose. The two women were pulling hair, scratching, and punching one another. Both toppled to the ground, and onlookers simply stepped back, or moved forward to reach the ticket counter.

No one intervened.

An announcement sounded over the intercom, “ladies and gentlemen, please remain calm. We are investigating these events and we are working to have flights shifted or canceled. Please do not panic.”

Carly was frozen in fear, and decided not to leave from the safety of her seat against the window.

There was a loud crunch and a boom from behind her, and Carly turned back to look out the window once again: another plane had fallen just 20 yards from the last two.

This time she could see paramedics on the jetway lifting steaming slashed bodies onto stretchers. People were beginning to emerge from the initial wreckage. Charcoaled bodies came hobbling from the fire, but there weren’t nearly enough paramedics to help them all.

Within the airport the conditions began to worsen. People were pushing, shoving, fighting.

Airport security had arrived, but no one paid any attention. People shoved past security scrambling to get to ticket counters, or to exit the airport.

One guard was shoved to the ground as two men broke into an altercation, the crowd trampling over him as they attempted to flee.

The guard lay on the ground trying to shield himself from the stampede, but soon Carly couldn’t see him any longer. The crowd had swallowed him.

There was a loud bang, and she shifted her gaze to the gate across from her, filtering in through gate 5B were armed soldiers, and one of them had fired a gun.

Piercing screams filtered through the air as people began to run in all directions.

Carly curled up into a ball and shrank into the safety of her seat.

The window beside her revealed a large incoming object, and she caught sight of the approaching plane from the corner of her eye seconds before it came crashing into the airport.