A pulse of anxiety swept through the skycruiser's cabin.
Jake announced that he'd throw the troublemakers out of the skycruisers from 20 feet up.
No trial.
He gave the order to the pilot to lower the skycruiser to a survivable height.
Then he'd throw people over the side.
No mercy.
Jacob Hays represented Immortal Skye, the people teaching, feeding, and housing them the day before.
He was supposed to be a teacher.
A director of the organization.
Their leader.
Yet even he, who hadn't lived the apocalypse, was about to join in on the barbarity.
Between the sounds of screaming, sights below, and the fear of being thrown off the skycruiser, most realize they weren't descending.
The pressure was far too high.
"Do you want to jump or have me help you?" Jake asked apathetically.
"AghhhhhhhhHHH!"
A man jumped from their seat, running at him to check him out of the skycruiser.
Veronica watched in horror, seeing Jake standing in front of the hatch door at the edge.
