tors Survive Plane Crash Horror - Pilot Dies', the newspaper's headline had proclaimed.
             Since the accident my life had undergone a dramatic and unbelievable transformation. I guess that after being involved in a plane crash it would be foolish to believe that everything would ever seem exactly the same again, but the changes that I experienced go beyond anything that anyone could ever have foreseen.
             My name is Jack Franklin, and I'm one of the actors referred to in the headline. Over the past ten years or so I've made quite a name for myself in Hollywood, appearing in no less than six block busting movies. The other gentleman that was in the plane with me when it went down, with the exception of the pilot, was Charles Durrant - an equally successful actor, and treasured friend.
             The horror took place as we were flying in my private jet, a Piper Seneca 3, from Los Angeles International Airport to Chicago, where we were due to begin shooting our latest movie together - which was an exciting first for us, as we had never appeared in the same film. The pilot, Winston Codran, a kind and exceptionally amusing man, had flown my plane on numerous occasions, all without incident, and I trusted him completely. The flight had progressed smoothly, take off had been perfect, and even turbulence seemed to be having a day off, when, without warning, the aircraft angled into a steep nose dive as we were on approach to Chicago airport runway.
             Myself and Charles screamed in absolute terror, and believe me when I say that a genuine scream is a far cry from anything in the movies. It makes you realise just how difficult it can be to convey such an emotion effectively to the big screen. The sharp downward motion of the plane threw us both to the floor and we landed in a huddle, holding onto each other in a united embrace.
             "Winston, what's happening?" Charles' had sobbed, but no reply came from the cockpit. And then ...