The reinforced door to the cockpit is starting to buckle. You cast your eyes around in panic to see there is only one parachute on board. You fumble your way into it. The plane is on auto-Pilate. You and the air marshal empty your handguns into the swarm of drunken screaming midgets as they invade. When the last bullet bucks a red headed midget's head back you pull the lever that opens the door. You jump out leaving those inside to fend for themselves. A loud whoomp! is heard as the airplane explodes. The marshal must have hit the emergency detonation button as the midgets dog piled him. A flaming chunk of twisted metal strikes your head and your out cold. You wake up in the hospital in a full body cast.