[Funkduder]

There was one body in the near empty part of the plane, which Jack feel sick to his stomach, but he ignored it to the weariness that kept him from caring. He moved over to the other side of the piece of the plane, and curled into a ball, the sand felt cold, and ill fitting, so he yanked a seat cushion from one of the seats and used it as a pillow. It felt strange. They were normally suppose to be floatation devices, or so the attendants have always said. Now it was his pillow, and for many others, the last seat in which they were to sit. It made him shiver. Nonetheless, his weariness took over and bade him to sleep.