Alex saw red in his eyes, after getting caught in falling aeroplane explosion he thought he was a gonner but somehow he was still alive .
When he first saw plane flying so close he was sure pilot was showing off and will lift up and zoom away becoming another thing for people to talk about, but as people kept watching it went down and down until panic set and people started running. Those lucky few with survival instinct ran like hell and might have survived.
Alex with a survival instinct of a potato kept looking up even when people ran out of their houses. One crashed into him waking him from his trans but it was too late to run.
It crashed with the ground like a giants hand smashing ants to show them their place, then came the explosion and Alex already in the air from the impact of crash felt the air knocked out from his lungs.
With the speed greater then human body should be capable of traversing he was sent flying away from the crash site falling on a old house breaking the tiles and landing inside.
'This might be one reason I am not yet found by the rescue forces till now he thought.'
As Alex started losing consciousness a memory awaked within him, memory of long lost time when he was something, something more then a mere mortal struggle on a land more barren then the tits of fallen succubus.