Suddenly, the pilot comes over the intercom. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have touch down." The hovercraft jerks up and down with a thud, the hydraulics of the landing gear squealing, the piercing whistling of the turbines slowly dying down.
"Alright, ladies, let's get moving," the bay door on the aircraft slowly opens, the door lands wit a thud on the concrete of the landing pad. "Let's go! Move, move, move, move." he shouts over the turbines which grow louder as the door opens. He would give a gentle outward shove to anyone passing him close enough.
