He looked up. They had smashed through the dome roof and were suspended from it, high above the buildings within. The physics had fully taken effect. The wide wings of the aircraft had entangled with the frame of the dome. Rather than punching a hole, the impact had pulled at the entire web. The sound of a large structure under strain was unmistakeable. The dome was screaming.
Zak heard Dad’s frustrated voice.
‘Oh come on,’ he said. ‘I can’t get it restarted. We were just getting to the best bit.’
Dizziness hit Zak. The hanging cockpit was swaying. He saw Mum’s face appear in the shattered window. Then, she fell out.
She slid down the nose desperately trying to grab on to something. The look of anger on her face as she passed Zak made him shiver.
He tipped his head back to watch Mum plunge to the ground, to the horror of a terrified crowd below.
