A jolt of pain ran though his body and Jacobi was forced from his unconsciousness. He hurt everywhere. He opened his eyes but the thick blanket of smoke made it hard to keep them open. In the few seconds that his vision was clear he saw twisted metal, fire and blood.
Whose blood?
He tried to move but the Sharpfin’s safety harness was still strapped in.
“At least it did its job…” He thought as he blindly searched for the safety harness release button. He found it and pushed down. The strap fell free but Jacobi still couldn’t move. Pain consumed him and he abandoned all attempts to get out of his seat.
Far in the distance he could hear people shouting. Gabgoblin’s men no doubt.
He tried to call out to Sara and Charles to see if they were alive, but his voice was lost before it could even leave his throat.
A new wave of pain washed through him and his muscles weakened. His head fell forward and his chin connected with his chest. He sat like this for several moments before re-opening his eyes.
“I see…” He thought as he took in the sight before his eyes. “So that’s why I can’t move…” His mind started to falter and he felt his consciousness slipping once again. “That’s not good…” His eyes closed but the image of the large metal beam that had skewered his abdomen somehow remained.
“I hope Sara and Charles are alright…” He thought just before his consciousness faded.