THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SPEAKING...
He had just started to adjust to the mild joy of weightlessness when the atmosphere snapped him back into his seat. He felt the whole ship snap back as well. This wasn't good. He had flown the atmosphere entry simulator a hundred times and never was the snap like this. There was more shake and rattle to the ship then he was anticipating.
The landing craft shook violently as the entry maneuver began.
This is all going fine, you've done this, you've done this... Keller chanted in his head. In actuality things were not fine.
As the ship burned through the atmosphere the heat gauges were beginning to sky rocket. Several warning sensors lit up like flares in the cockpit, and the alarms began to sound. All those hours of training began flooding back. The emergency maneuvers were flashing through his head. He grabbed the flight yoke and pulled back hard while engaging the decent thrusters. He felt the engines roar to life and then came the boom.
The integrity monitors suddenly flashed red. His right rear engine had overheated and burst. This was now becoming a quick semi controlled decent to a quicker death. He reached for the intercom and shouted hastily.
"Prep for emergency landing maneuvers, this is going to be a rough one."
The ship was now a flaming beacon across the sky. The altimeter was dropping much too fast and Keller had very little control of the ship. As the shuttle bobbed from side to side, Keller struggled to keep control of the flight yoke, and still keep the nose up. As the ship cleared the clouds he could see he wasnt heading for the expanse of land somewhere north of the everglades he was heading for what he could tell was a metropolitan area.
Oh great, even if we do survive the crash we are going to be in a city bustling with zombies.
he thought while desperately cluthing his controls.
The ship clipped a large building as it careened through the sky, sending it in a mild spin. Keller kept a death grip on the yoke and pulled back as hard as he could.
"Brace for impact" was all he could mutter into the intercom, only moments before he slammed into the top of a building. The shuttle slid off the side of the roof and regained air for a few seconds before plowing into the 5th floor of a parking garage. A bit more sliding and the shuttle screeched to a halt.
"Well, that could have gone better" he muttered to himself.