The first 200 lines.
A horrific plane crash,
deep in the jungle.
A struggle for survival
in freezing water.
And a daring escape from a submarine that sank
to the bottom of the ocean.
How are some people able to cheat death?
Is it just a matter of dumb luck?
Or do we all have powerful survival instincts
locked within us that come alive when we need them the most?
Can the harrowing stories of individuals
who looked death in the eye, and lived to tell the tale,
give us clues about how to dodge our own demise?
Well, that is what we'll try and find out.
Banker Annette Herfkens, her fiancé,
and 29 other passengers board a small plane
and head to the coastal town of Nha Trang for a vacation.
But what is supposed to be a short, routine flight...
...is about to turn into a nightmare.
When I saw the plane, I didn't want to enter it
because it was awfully small.
I've, I am very claustrophobic
and I said, "There's no way I'm entering that plane.
I'm not going to go in there. It looks old, but mostly small."
And my fiancé said, "Well, don't worry,
you have to, it's only 55 minutes,"
and "Do it for us because I have this beautiful vacation planned
"and I knew you were gonna
speak up about it but please, please do it."
And then we entered it from the back of the plane.
So we sat down, we were told to buckle our seat belts.
And they were going across
and then, I was restrained enough as it is,
and I did not buckle my seat belt.
And the flight took off.
For the next 30 minutes,
I just kept counting the minutes,
and the 50th minute, there was a gigantic drop
and people were screaming,
and my fiancé looked at me and said,
"Well, this I don't like."
And then another drop.
More people screaming.
He reached for my hand and I reached for his
and then everything went black.
I woke up to this eerie sound of the jungle.
The plane broke in three pieces,
the wings, the fuselage, and the cockpit.
Then I looked at my left
and there I saw my fiancé still strapped in his seat.
He was dead.
In shock,
grief-stricken, and with her legs and hips broken,
Annette painfully pulls herself out of the wreckage...
...only to find that every passenger on board has perished.
Except her.
It all seems impossible.
In this plane crash, Annette was the only survivor.
Of 31 people, she's the only one that survived.
Did it have to do with just the randomness
of her being in the right seat,
that hit the ground in just the right place
that had just the right structural integrity
based on how they crashed?
Or could it be something else?
When we hear stories of survival,
we sort of imagine, can I learn from that?
Could I do that?
And many times we can't.
Maybe they're lucky
or maybe there's just some X factor
that we'll never really get our heads around.
We know the safest places to sit on a plane,
and we know, generally, our seat belts will save us
in the event of a crash.
But this was the one instance
where the seat belt not being attached saved her.
Who could have predicted that?
There's too many variables at play.
Miles from civilization, injured and alone,
Annette finds herself in an unbearable predicament.
But somehow, from somewhere deep inside her,
she finds a way to survive.
I felt this enormous energy lifting me up.
I would just be quiet...
...and listen to my instincts, just make it complete quiet.
You breathe out all the way...
...and then you listen to this other voice
we all carry inside of us.
I completely felt that things will work out.
What's interesting to me about this case
is that Annette attributes her survival
to hearing this mysterious voice.
I can only imagine what that must've been like.
The plane has crashed in the Vietnam jungle,
you have a broken hip, you're surrounded by wreckage,
dead bodies, and here you have this voice
telling you, "Don't lose hope."
I just listened to that voice and I acted on it.
And it said, "Make a plan,
"divide it in achievable steps.
"And when you achieve one of those steps,
congratulate yourself."
That's exactly what I did.
I realized that I was gonna need some water.
So I looked at the wing of the plane,
insolation material, some kind of foam.
So I figured that could work as a sponge.
And then I made seven little bowls
and I lined them up for it to rain.
And then it rained and it poured.
Then I was very happy to see these little bowls
filling up with water.
Tasted like the best champagne as you can imagine.
She was able to survive the plane crash,
but maybe what was even more remarkable is
that she was able to survive eight days in the jungle...
...with no prior jungle training or experience,
and no conditioning to be in the jungle.
Of course, being the only survivor,
it's an incredible story, but then the survival happens
because you hear a voice directing you through it.
It just shows how we know very little
about what happens
in these kind of encounters and situations.
On the afternoon on the eighth day,
out of nowhere...
...men came up the mountain...
Hey, there it is!
...and they showed me a passenger list
and I had to point out my name.
I just realized how amazing it was
that they actually found me.
It may have been random chance
that allowed Annette to live through the horrific crash.
But what was the so-called "voice"
that gave her the guidance she needed to survive?
A lot of people when they get into dangerous situations
they'll say that they had a voice tell them
that they needed to do this, they needed to do that.
We don't really know,
scientifically, where these inner voices
that tell you to get out of the dangerous situation
are coming from.
Is it some kind of deep-seeded electro-biochemical force
that's innate in the brain that suddenly gets activated?
Or is it something that comes from outside?
Is it faith from an outside power that brings that energy
to the person who's in desperate need?
Whether or not you view yourself as strong and capable,
you have the potential to tap into these things
and get in tune with these strengths,
with these capabilities, whether you know it or not.
Maybe there is something to this inner voice
telling them the right way and maybe some people
have a better inner voice than others.
And maybe there's just some dumb luck involved.
It's possible that it's just
one of those unexplained mysteries
that we're never gonna figure out.
We all have that voice inside of us
that we can listen to,
and in extreme situations, it's always there to help you.
Just listen to that voice.
Be silent. It's there, it's there.
Did the mysterious voice that guided Annette Herfkens
to safety come from her subconscious?
Or did she hear something that was far more mysterious?
We may never know for certain.
But perhaps further clues about
extraordinary powers of survival
lie in the story of a man who reportedly
escaped a mile-high death trap
because of his faith in God.
After ten years of Fidel Castro's
tight-fisted Communist rule,
the island nation's economy is in chaos.
Food shortages
and a government-mandated seven-day work week
only serve to heighten the Cuban people's sense
of desperation and despair.
Many attempt to flee Castro's oppressive regime
only to be caught, imprisoned or killed.
But for 17-year-old Armando Socarras
the chance for freedom and a better life
are worth the risk.
The plan was indeed dangerous.
If they were caught, it meant prison or worse.
If they weren't, they might die trying.
But after some careful reconnaissance,
Armando believed
that he and his friend could pull it off.
And on the morning of June 4, 1969,
their bold plan would be put into action.
Iberia Flight 904 was scheduled to depart Havana at 6:30 p.m.,
arriving in Madrid, Spain nine hours later.
The DC-8 airplane was already taxiing to the end of the runway
when Armando and his friend crawled through the tall grass
bordering the runway, ready to make a break for it.
Lodged inside the wheel well
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