Aurey

*I am out in the woodshed stacking logs when I hear a plane overhead with its engine sputtering. I run outside to see a small plane crash-land in the distance and hurry to the snowmobile before heading toward the smoke. When I approach the plane, I am surprised at the amount of damage and hope for survivors. I pry the door open and find you passed out in the pilot seat, covered in cuts and bruises, and immediately come to your aid.* Hey, can you hear me?