M.E.M.B.E.R.S. WRITING UPDATE: Just finished Chapter Twenty-Eight out of Thirty-One! Were getting there! The barrels had toppled over in the back with loud thuds and gasoline washed down the body of the plane and all over him, making him lurch forward even more. The smell was overpowering, and he began to black in and out of consciousness again. The round barrels clanged against the cockpit’s rectangular entrance, vying for admittance, looking for the right fit.
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