{C-130 Hercules—six-engine plane—was traveling at 11,000 kilometres per hour, he's en route from Tzar to the Indian Himalayas.
Twenty-one minutes have passed.}
Vikram straps on the parachute while Adam shows him how to deploy it.
"Sir, the parachute's strapped to your back. The ripcord's on your right—pull it exactly five seconds after you jump." Adam
"Okay, I need to pull this." {While holding the ripcord.}
"Yes, this is it. But then, you've probably done this before?" Adam
While laughing... "But it's my first time on a plane like this."
{Adam turns to Mitter. "Sir, what do I do now?"}
"Oh, and Sienna — give Vikram their Octagon." Mitter
{Sienna puts her hand into her pochette and walks toward Vikram.}
"Sir, meeting you didn't feel good at all."
{And hands it to him.}
While taking it, he grabs her hand. "As long as times are good." {and jerks her hand away.}
Then Vikram walks over to the soldier and pulls him into a firm hug. "Brother, you helped me — and now our agreement also fulfilled.
Mite, render him unconscious.
In exchange for helping me, this soldier will be useful to you; he's very naive.
Take care of him and tell him about me."
{He fell unconscious and collapsed.}
"Adam, take him away." Mitter
{Sienna and Adam were watching and listening to everything that was happening.
No one spoke a word.
They asked nothing—just did exactly what Mitter told them to.}
"How far is it now?" Vikram
"We're almost there—in 15 seconds." Mitter
"Alright, the plane is just 200 feet above the mountain, and the speed's down to 250.
Once time hits ten, the gate will open." Seinna