What gives you the creeps?
Run! This is the sixth cycle! I’m sorry.
On the plane, the men shouted with emotion at everyone.
But one thing he said was wrong.
This is not the sixth cycle, but the eighth.
My name is Peach, and I’m on a TZ108 flight.
The aircraft is about to land, and the passengers inside have begun to collect their belongings.
And I didn’t move.
I turned on the phone and looked down for a second.
“On June 14, 2022, 13:30.”
One minute before the plane crashes, the time will come again.
My eyes covered every passenger’s face and closed his eyes.
Where is it?
Where the hell is that monster in human skin?
“The plane is ready to slide, please fasten your seatbelts…”
The euphemism of the woman’s voice came out of the radio, and I tied my seatbelt to my waist, closed my table, and pressed my finger on the phone’s lock button.
The screen is set for chat sessions.
Stephan: “When the peach returns, take a break, then let’s go out and play.” I’m sorry.
CHOI Chan: Yes, but I have to write. I’m sorry.
“The peaches, I’m going to take off.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
In front of the screen, I looked at the news from the crowd.
Stephan: OK!
CHOI Chan: Be safe. I’m sorry.
At the same time, a hot search window was shown in the curtains.
“The top star, Lee Hyeon, was shot and beaten by his assistant!” The reason is…
I was laughing and shaking my head, thinking that these people were getting more and more arrogant, and they were always going to get angry.
I looked at the time before turning off the phone.
“On June 14, 2022, at 12:35.”
I’ll be back in the city in an hour.
I took out the blindfold and put it on my head.
“I hope this is the way to dream. I’m sorry.
I fell asleep on my back.
In the blue sky, there is only one plane in motion.
Open your eyes again and I find myself not on the plane.
The darkness of my eyes overwhelms me, and the earth beneath my feet shines like a mirror, silentness, and the needles sound.
Where are we?
Hello?
I looked around in a panic, and the mirrors underneath my feet sprang up with me.
“Can anyone hear me? I’m sorry.
Silence.
I held my hands tight, shivering and walking slowly, trying to find the exit.
One step, two steps I don’t know how long I’ve been gone and I’m still not out of this weird place.
And I stopped, and the twilight was smooth, and everything was just like that.
As I despaired, I suddenly heard a familiar sound from behind:
“Ooh. I’m sorry.
It’s burning.
I turned my head in haste and found that there was a flame on the back.
And what was it burning, and We looked near, and were on their knees,
“Aah! I’m sorry.
One man, that’s one man!
I can still see that this man is alive!
He kept his mouth open and tried to say something, but his lips were long gone and no sound.
It’s over, he stopped moving.
I can feel his empty eyes staring at me.
My legs are soft, but I’m still struggling to stand up and stay away from this man.
That’s when I realized that there were three flames on my back!
In a moment, the surroundings became less dark and the dense flames filled my space.
The fire in the sky wrapped around the body and crawled at me.
Numerous cries pierced my eardrum.
Burning is full of my face.
It stopped when my psychological defence was about to collapse.
And at the end of the darkness, there began to be a big piece of light, and the light gradually took over my sight.
The sky spins around, and the surroundings disappear at a fast pace.
All the bodies stopped crawling and looked at me.
The white light tore apart the last moment of everything, and the “man” in the flames pulled his mouth off.
He’s laughing.
I slowly opened my eyes and found myself in the seat.
“Whoop…”
I breathed and looked around.
The dark halls, the flames, the limbs, the weird “man” laughing.
Nothing.
I’m still on the plane, and there’s nothing unusual about it other than the weird look in the neighborhood.
What just happened?
I touched my face unconsciously, but I didn’t feel the pain after burning.
I turned on the phone and looked at the time.
“On June 14, 2022, at 13:25 hours.”
We have ten minutes to land.
I rubbed the temple and I stopped remembering it.
It’s a little real nightmare.
Time is running out.
Within a few minutes of landing, the passengers began packing.
I put my blindfold back in my bag, packed my stuff and waited for the plane to land.
I looked out of the window and the city and the field were gradually amplified in my eyes and the contours of the high-rise building were slowly visible.
I took out my cell phone and compared it to a front camera.
The moment when the door was pressed, the sights were born.
The whole plane suddenly began to shake uncontrollably, as if an invisible giant hand was pulling its passengers out of the chair and my mobile phone was dropped directly on the ground.
In a moment, the quiet cabins sound like a lot of noise.
“Aah-aah-aah! I’m sorry.
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa ♪
“What the fuck is going on? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Screams, cries and screams burst into my ears like beasts, and I was terrified to hold my seatbelt and try to keep the balance.
Immediately thereafter, the window of the aircraft was broken into pieces, and the cold wind surged into the cabin.
Boom!
The sound of a huge explosion followed and the whole plane began to break up!
Black smoke rolls in, all passengers are devoured by the sea of fire, including me.
“I’m dying, I’m dying. I’m sorry.
The shadow of death has covered my brain.
The bitter pain tore my body, and at the last moment before my consciousness disappeared, my sight was set on the watch of my left hand.
“On June 14, 2022, at 13:31.”
“The plane is ready to slide, please fasten your seatbelts…”
I opened my eyes and sweated down my cheeks.
Looking around, he found himself sitting on the plane.
On the radio, a message is being sent reminding passengers that they are about to take off.
I’m gonna turn on the phone and look at the top time.
“On June 14, 2022, at 12:30 hours.”
What’s going on? Did the plane explode?
The last moment I died in an explosion.
I turned on the phone, lit up a micro-trusted chat.
Stephan: “Take a day off when the peach returns, then let’s go out and play.” I’m sorry.
I made a deal. Hold on to the voice and say:
“CHOI Chan! Are you going to say you’re writing? I’m sorry.
CHOI Chan: Surprised.jpg
CHOI Chan: How do you know? I was just going to send it in the message box. I’m sorry.
Then he sent out a screenshot in the group.
The screenshot shows what he was about to send:
Yeah, but I still have to write.
My thoughts were “blowing” and I still didn’t want to believe that terrible assumption.
I’ve been staring at my cell phone and waiting for a window.
“Ding…”
A bullet window appeared on the screen.
“The top star, Lee Hyeon, was shot and beaten by his assistant!” The reason is…
Pop, cell phone slipped from my hand.
The boys next door wrinkled and bended over to pick up my phone.
He took a look at the screen and showed himself.
“Girl, it’s normal to chase the starhouse, the one who was there… He handed me his phone while he was talking to me.
I didn’t listen to him. I answered the phone and said “thank you.”
When he saw me not responding, he stopped talking.
Outside the window is a calm cloud at the height of 10,000 miles, and a tsunami struck my heart.
I’m shaking and I’m not sure if the explosion was real.
The plane is already flying at high altitude, and now it’s like a dream.
I held my phone tight and had to let my heart beat.
After a while, I turned on the phone.
“On June 14, 2022, at 13:28 hours.”
Time has come closer to the moment of the explosion, and until now nothing unusual has been observed on board.
I bit my teeth and I opened my mouth and called out to the stewardess:
“Is the air in?”
Listen to my voice. A good-looking flight attendant came towards me.
When she came to me, she stopped and smiled at me and said, “Hello, ma’am, what can I do for you?” I’m sorry.
“How’s your plane’s security? I’m sorry.
She had a confused look in her face, but then patiently explained: “The plane has been tested through a number of procedures, and you can be assured of safety. I’m sorry.
I shook my head and looked at her and said, “I mean, is it possible for this plane to explode?” I’m sorry.
After all, no one on the plane wanted to mention the word crash.
After a pause, she shook her head.
“Ma’am, don’t worry, this is an infinite possibility close to zero. I’m sorry.
“If there are any other questions, call me anytime. I’m sorry.
Come on, she’s going back.
I have nothing more to say about Nunu, but I have not said anything.
But the man who was with him was not pleased, and he said to me, “Why do you ask such questions? It is not good for you. I’m sorry.
I didn’t pay attention to him, but I watched time.
The second shot ends in a circle, and the pin falls to the next.
“13:31.”
The boy was a little angry when he looked at me and tried to reach out to remind me, and suddenly the plane was shaking and his hand was short of an earthquake.
And then, the loud and familiar sound came out.
I looked at this scene with all my heart.
The next moment, a huge explosion struck the sky.
The fire was about to burn to my brakes, and I closed my eyes.
The clouds are smooth, the sky is clear.
A plane is sliding.
I touched my cheek unconsciously, and an unreal feeling came to my heart.
“I’m back when I first took off? I’m sorry.
I began to look at what happened to myself — an unexplained supernatural phenomenon.
The end of the plane was an inevitable explosion, and I ended up burning to ashes or mashed to pieces at this altitude of 10,000 metres.
I can’t stop shaking when I think about the flames.
I’m trapped in a cycle of death.
After calming down, I began to think about the whole thing.
One of the biggest questions in my mind.
Why did this plane explode?
If the possibility of hijacking is excluded, the probability of an aircraft crash is endlessly close to zero.
I had a shock.
What if this possibility should not be ruled out?
I looked across the cabin and looked at that different face.
No, no.
I shook my head.
The flight is a short flight, which ends at 12:35 to 13:35, for a total duration of not more than one hour. Moreover, the majority of those travelling by air are university students on leave from higher education and are not considered to be wealthy.
Even if they were terrorists, they would not have chosen to blow up the ordinary plane.
That can only be the reason for the fuselage.
I feel my headaches and a feeling of weakness all over my body.
At the beginning of the cycle, the plane had slipped into the air, and I had no chance of getting off.
If I’m yelling to get off the plane, I’m afraid someone’s gonna have to take control of it.
Thinking about it, the cold sweat flows down my hair.
All of a sudden, I felt like someone was taping my back.
“Who! I’m sorry.
I turned around and found the next guy’s hand in half-empty.
He had a tissue in his hand.
“You’re sweating very badly. Wipe it. I’m sorry.
I looked at his face and remembered that he had helped me pick up my phone the last time I had a cycle.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
I picked up the towel and wiped it.
“Too much sweat is likely to have rational elements, and I suggest you check it out when you get off the plane. I’m sorry.
He reached out to me politely and said:
“My name is Man-hoon, and you?”
“Peach. I’m sorry.
I replied with care, and then I looked down at the time of the cell phone.
“13:15.”
Wen looked at me with some laughter:
“You’ve been staring at time since takeoff, and you’ve been very nervous, like…”
He thought for a moment, and he said:
“It’s like a plane explodes. I’m sorry.
I stood up and watched him dead.
He was shocked by my reaction, and he said, “I’m not right, am I? I’m sorry.
A moment later, I took my eyes back.
“Sorry, I’m just tired of sitting up and moving. I’m sorry.
He apparently didn’t believe my speech and got up and walked to the toilet.
Guess he thinks I’m having a mental problem.
I don’t have time to worry about him. I’m looking at time again.
“13:00 hours”.
Death is approaching everyone step by step.
My heart beats, and if nothing is done, I will have the same bad luck as before.
But what can I do?
As time passed, I suddenly thought of something, looked down at the moment and quickly headed towards the toilet.
“13:29.”
The plane exploded in the middle. I’m going to stay as far as I can at the end of the line and get out of the core of the blast!
Even if I can’t survive, I have to see the whole explosion!
I walked to the bathroom and I found someone in it.
I filmed the door and I shouted, “Wen-Hyun! Let me in!”
There was a sound in the toilet: “I’m sorry, I’m in the bathroom. I’m sorry.
“13 hours 30 minutes 00 seconds.”
I don’t have time for that. I started kicking the toilet door.
Let me in! Let me in! I’m sorry.
The aircrew is in a hurry to get me out of here.
“Open the door! I’m sorry.
“13 hours 30 minutes 35 seconds.”
I heard the door locked.
Pow, pow.
“What’s the rush? I’m sorry.
At this point, I’m towed by the air.
“13 hours 30 minutes 54 seconds.”
I tried my best to get out of their hands.
At the same time, the toilet door was open, and there was a grotesque texture.
“What are you doing? I’m sorry.
“13 hours 30 minutes 59 seconds.”
I ran into the toilet and closed the door.
In the same moment, the plane began to shake sharply.
Boom!
The fire broke out and the plane started to break up.
There was howling in the cabin.
The gruesome high temperature carries deadly smoke to every passenger.
All of them were madly beating themselves and trying to put out the flames on their bodies.
The sound of screams, screams, child cries echoes in the cabin.
Hell on earth.
The whole process lasted only a few seconds, and it disappeared.
At the same time, in the bathroom of the plane.
It’s not long before the two of us are cooked alive.
“Fuck! What the fuck is going on? I’m sorry.
The face of the mandamus is distorted by pain, and I am equally unbearable.
I put up with the pain. I told him:
Kick the toilet door! I’m sorry.
He kicked the door like he had to save his life.
The door locks were melted by high temperatures, and finally, the doors were kicked by both of us.
The stormy cold winds blow to me, and I can feel the speed of my life.
Fortunately, my efforts have not been wasted.
My seat is in the middle, and the blast begins in the middle, and the first two times, without giving me a chance to react, are immediately consumed by high temperatures.
And the toilet at the end of the plane, it’ll keep me alive.
I tried to look to the outside world, and the huge aircraft that was cast into the curtains was cut off and the front and end were falling from above.
I tried my last filament to see the middle of the explosion.
Before death, I saw that scene.
For a moment, I felt so cold, like an ice cellar.
Extremely frightened emotions swam around me like electricity.
In the middle of the plane’s explosion, there was a man who was burned and covered in pieces, staring right at me.
He slowly opened his mouth with no skin, making a ridiculous laugh.
“Hip, hip.”
“The taste of burning to death, isn’t it? I’m sorry.
Tick, tick.
There’s water in my face.
The consciousness gradually became clear, and I slowly opened my eyes.
This is not on the plane.
I stood up and looked around.
Darkness, nothingness.
And the silence that cannot be spoken will remain silent in this heavens and the earth.
I came here before.
Memories like floodwater are re-emerging in the world of thought.
It’s the first time I’ve dreamt of a dark corridor.
The difference is that there is no such thing as a flame-burning zombie in the world at hand, nor is there a sharp scream.
There’s only one me with a broken head.
“This is, the cycle is over? I’m sorry.
I remember the last act before the plane exploded.
In a moment, I felt a bit of a concussion.
A strange shadow standing in the midst of a blazing fire, and it is strangling.
It wasn’t an accident, it was a man!
Not even human.
Aware of that, I am inevitably laughing, desperate and powerless to crawl all over my body.
What can I do in this situation?
“You can do a lot of things. I’m sorry.
Suddenly, a voice rings in the dark.
I can’t find the source of this voice, it rings from above and at the bottom of my feet.
“Who! Who is talking! * I’m trying to be calm *
It didn’t answer my question, but it said to itself:
“You’re funny. I’m sorry.
“I want to play a game with you. I’m sorry.
My pupils shrunk and said, “What game? I’m sorry.
“You already know that this plane exploded man-made. I’m sorry.
“I can tell you, the man you saw, it wasn’t human. I’m sorry.
I looked up at myself, and although there had been some speculation in my heart, it was somewhat unacceptable to be directly confirmed.
And We crushed the shivering heart, and said: What is it? I’m sorry.
“Girlman. I’m sorry.
“Girlman”?
The voice did not continue to explain, but went on unemotionally:
“The rules of the game are simple. I’m sorry.
“On this plane, we find the geologist, who can wear the skin of a normal person or change his face. I’m sorry.
“Find it, you and everyone on this plane will escape this disaster, and you will jump out of the loop. I’m sorry.
“If you can’t find it…”
The sound was so cold:
“Then become a fire with organs.” I’m sorry.
Waiting for my reaction, a white light pierced my eyes, leaving me in the darkness.
There is no light or sound in the entire space.
After a long time, that voice resonated.
No more apathy, but rather a mad play, a tremor:
Ha ha ha ha ha. I’m sorry.
“Funny! It’s fun!”
“On June 14, 2022, at 1240 hours.”
The aircraft has sailed smoothly in the troposphere.
I rubbed my eyebrow and started thinking about what happened.
Too much more than I know, and it’s hard for me to digest.
Fortunately, the last cycle finally revealed some truth.
I thought about it, and I turned around and looked to the neighborhood.
Tweet heart.
And that’s the last person I’ve survived.
Although now it’s all over again, he doesn’t know me.
But when he jumped into my sight, I found something wrong.
His eyes were closed, his forehead was sweating, his body shivering, his curving was as if he had had a terrible nightmare.
Even in his mouth, he’s dazzling.
“Save me. I’m sorry.
Help me? I opened my mouth and looked at him surprised.
“Help me. I’m sorry.
Help me!
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
The eyes were staring right at me, and when I found out I was looking at him, his eyes were full of doubt.
My secret: I still don’t seem to know me. I just had a nightmare.
He opened his mouth and said something to me.
Having heard that, I stood up from my seat with great consternation and looked at his face as if it were a ghost.
“Peach Peach”
“Weren’t we blown up? I’m sorry.
The situation is completely beyond my capacity.
I’m standing there and I don’t know what to say:
“You… you know me?”
He kept looking around and looked at me.
Fear, doubt, confusion, for the rest of our lives…
Numerous complex emotions built into his eyes.
“I’m not dead! I’m not blown up! I’m sorry.
He shouted with excitement and sound drew attention to others.
The woman in the front seat turned her head and made a silent gesture to him.
“Will you keep your voice down, my child’s asleep. He’ll make a scene if he wakes up. I’m sorry.
She was holding the child, and the children were wrapped up in a pink little hand.
Wen apologized for sitting down.
I shot him on the shoulder and asked:
“You remember the last plane explosion? I’m sorry.
He nodded his head, and then he realized something was wrong, and he looked up and he said, “Isn’t it a dream last time?” I’m sorry.
I shook my head, and I took a deep breath and said:
Everything you’ve been through, it’s not a dream, it’s real. I’m sorry.
“How else would I know your name is Man Dynamite, who died last time in a thousand hot toilets. I’m sorry.
When the voice fell, he hit a chill.
A plane turned into a fire, a cabin in a purgatory.
The tragic scene of the last cycle once again filled his memory.
He whispered:
That means, we…
I took his words and said, seriously:
“We are trapped in a cycle of death. I’m sorry.
Bang, he sits down in a chair in desolation, with the words “over,” “over and over” and “unpaid.”
I looked at him and said:
“You don’t have to be desperate. We have a chance. I’m sorry.
His eyes were brightened, but soon it was dark, and he said, “No, it’s not possible, it’s a million metres high, and it’s impossible to escape even if we knew the plane would explode, and there’s no parachute on civil aviation, and it won’t help if the security door was opened.
We interrupted his speech and said: “You were right. We could not escape from it when it exploded. I’m sorry.
“So?”
“So we need to stop the plane. I’m sorry.
He looked at me and said, “You mean…”
I nod my head.
“The plane explosion was not an accident. It was man-made. I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath and began to talk about the search for the Earthlings.
In a quarter of an hour, the heart slowly returns.
I didn’t expect him to believe these weird things at the outset, but as I was about to persuade him again, I found his eyes shining.
As if he was convinced.
I was stomping, and I asked, “Don’t you think these things are too much?” I’m sorry.
His head swayed like a wave, and he answered, “I believe in you.” When I was a kid, I thought life was a game, and people around it were all virtual, and I was the lead.
Stop! I’m sorry.
I looked down at the watch.
“13:01.”
“The plane will explode on time at 13:31, only half an hour left. I’m sorry.
And he turned his back, and said: Then shall we find him. I’m sorry.
Find the core.
But how can we find the centerman?
According to that voice, the man of the earth is a man of the disguise and the man of the earth, and every time the man of the earth changes his face, how can he be found?
I remember the details of the whole plane with my cheeks.
I’m in economy class 16A, in the middle, and I can see the rest of the plane from my position, but I don’t see anything unusual.
Wen Dang also talked to the flight attendant.
“Do you have any strange passengers on this plane? I’m sorry.
“Can you open the hatch and run in half?” I’m sorry.
“Do you have an object?”
Yuen’s patience is somewhat untenable at this point.
“Sir, take care of yourself. I’m sorry.
I took him by surprise and pulled him aside.
“There’s no way you can find it. I’m sorry.
He scratched his head and asked, “What then?” I’m sorry.
I looked around again, and I thought after a while, “Look what’s wrong.” I’m sorry.
“Something’s wrong? “He’s down on his head.
“If you say so, there is a place that I do not feel right. I’m sorry.
“What is it? I’m sorry.
Yeah. He raised his finger in the direction of 15B, the woman with the baby.
“Will you keep a baby holding hands? I’m sorry.
I followed his finger.
The 15B woman still holds her child, except that the little hand is still in the air, as if the position had not changed.
And I also noticed something strange.
There was a man in black sitting next to her, who was nervous and staring as if he was afraid of being noticed.
I looked in the eye and whispered:
“I’ll take a look over there and you’ll be ready to pick me up. I’m sorry.
He nods his head: “Okay. I’m sorry.
“13:00 hours.”
I pretended to be unwittingly in that seat.
The man saw me go at him and immediately showed me a look of vigilance.
So I pretended to be nothing but a woman with a child.
The pink little hand is still in the air.
The pinky of these hands has gone beyond normal colour, and more precisely, it does not look like a baby’s hand.
More like a dead thing.
Dead?
I suddenly realized what a chilling air was.
This is not a baby! It’s a soft glue mimic doll!
Man-hoon! I’m sorry.
Wen was ready to come out and control the hands of men.
The man was in a state of chaos, but he failed to respond and was held to his knees.
And he cried out, “Who are you?” What are you doing? I’m sorry.
The eyes of everyone in the cabin were drawn.
I ran to the woman’s position and grabbed her hand.
She didn’t react and the fake doll fell on the ground.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! I’m sorry.
The weird electronic cry came from a fake doll.
In a moment, the woman was like a madman, screaming madly:
“Give me my baby back! Give me back my child!”
I grabbed her hand and said, “Stop pretending, why would a normal person take a doll for ten minutes?” I’m sorry.
“I’ve found it! You should end this. I’m sorry.
No answer.
I held back, grabbed a woman’s hand and got dumped.
She didn’t care about me, but she jumped and grabbed the fake doll.
“The baby’s not afraid. The baby’s not afraid. Mommy’s here. I’m sorry.
The men on the other side also struggled to see their hands free.
“No, no, no! I can’t control him! I’m sorry.
In a moment, the man turned away and walked towards me.
His arms are round and he’s going to hit them.
I was nervously closing my eyes.
Pop…
A clean round of applause in the cabin.
I opened my eyes and found that men’s slaps were hitting women’s faces.
The men were bleeding, and the beast shouted:
Lee Soo-lan, don’t be a fucking fool! I’m sorry.
“Our children are dead! I’m sorry.
“It’s in the fucking pot, you bastard! I’m sorry.
I’m stuck.
It’s not just me, everyone’s stung.
“What…”
“Did I hear you right?”
Other passengers also started whispering.
Even the aircrews who came from the corner to stop the farce are standing.
Men do not care about the noise around them, but rather stare at women.
“Are you fucking satisfied? Satisfied? I’m sorry.
“I just got off late that day and I smelled a strange fragrance in the house. I’m sorry.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!” * He’s falling down, laughing, crying with laughter *
“I saw my fucking daughter! My daughter is under two! I’m sorry.
The man, speaking in a near-growling tone, said a chilling truth.
“You’re out of your fucking mind! I’m going fucking crazy! I can’t believe I thought I’d take you by plane. I want you dead! I want you dead!”
Men still hold hands on women as if they were going to die with them.
The crew must come and stop.
When everyone was shocked by this terrible truth, I first reacted and looked down at the moment.
“1300 hours”.
It’s too late.
I looked at Man’s heart, and he looked at me.
The plane began to vibrate.
Fire begins to burn.
Boom!
There was a beautiful explosion in the sky.
It blew up the evil past and the nightmare memories.
I don’t know.
“The plane is about to slip, please gather the passengers…”
I woke up first, as if the pain had not disappeared.
Look to the side, Wen breathes in his mouth.
“Ho, ho…”
He had an extremely painful look on his face and after a while he opened his eyes.
He sensed my sight, and he was panting and saying:
“This feeling is so painful that I don’t want to go through it again. I’m sorry.
I nodded, went through previous cycles, and I was in the middle of the last explosion, dying in one moment, so I could barely bear the pain.
Wen looked to the front seat, Lee Soo-lan was holding her “child” and her husband was looking around.
“It’s horrible that they’re taking the kids…”
“Shh…”
And We were busy covering his mouth, pointing forward, and sending messages to the heart, and they could hear.
Wen knows it and shut up.
Although my heart is shocked by this, it is not the time to look back.
There’s something more important right now.
“We need to know about the passengers first. I’m sorry.
After that, I went to the back of the plane…
Staff should be the best person to ask for information about aircraft.
The planes have been flying smoothly, and there is some time to land, and they are now free.
A flight attendant smiled at me and said, “How do you do, ma’am? I’m sorry.
I said, “I have some questions about the plane, and I wonder if I can see him.” I’m sorry.
Before the stewardess answered, a very strong voice came out:
“Hello, ma’am. I’m the captain of this flight. May I help you? I’m sorry.
I am surprised that the captain of this flight is a very gentle man.
So I lied that I was an aerospace major and talked to the white sun with a learning attitude.
He’s very talkative and he’s responding to questions that don’t matter.
In the middle of the conversation, I tried to ask, “Mr. White, who are the passengers of this plane?” I’m sorry.
I blinked and showed curiosity.
“I’m sorry, I can’t answer that question because I can’t divulge the passengers.” I’m sorry.
As I expected, I nodded to understand, so I kept talking to him.
After a while, the plane was barely able to land.
The white sun took a look at the time and apologized: “Ma’am, we are about to land, and I have to move on. I’m sorry.
I nodded to understand and returned to my seat.
Wen’s heart keeps holding his hair on his seat.
“How is that possible? How is that possible? I’m sorry.
“The whole plane is nothing unusual. I’m sorry.
My heart is heavy, but it’s comforting to say, “It doesn’t matter. I already know some of the information about the plane, and the next cycle says it might be useful. I’m sorry.
Looking around, someone listens to music with headphones, someone is resting and someone is reading.
Nothing unusual.
“13h 23h.”
It’s too hard to figure out.
The difficulty of finding an ever-changing geocentric among so many passengers is no less than the difficulty of climbing.
Moreover, the explosions that we experience every cycle are real, and it is feared that a few more times will lead to torture.
And We looked again, and we looked at those who read.
Huh?
I touched my heart and pointed at him:
“I’m a little close-sighted, you look at the 17H man, what’s his book name. I’m sorry.
There are only a few minutes left, and even though it does not feel like I can find him, he is still looking forward to it.
A moment later, his pupils shrink.
“I see. I’m sorry.
“What’s your name?”
“The Heart of the Earth.” I’m sorry.
There’s not much time left.
My heart and I are heading in the direction of 17H, and the cover of the book is now visible.
The title of the book is “Gear of the Heart”.
Although this may be just a general book, I’ll still have some doubts about being here.
Wen won’t wait for me to say anything, just take the book, turn it over.
The passenger of 17H was a student who said with rage: “What are you doing? What are you doing? I’m sorry.
Tweedy doesn’t care about him.
He looked at it for a while, handed me the book, and he said, “This is a science fiction, nothing strange. I’m sorry.
I looked at it, and it says:
“Ahead of the advanced civilization of man, the mysterious species deep in the earth, the incredible power…”
“But time is not enough, and one is better than not to arrest. He controls the students’ hands, and it’s no good to let them struggle.
The white sun noticed the situation here and is coming this way.
I looked down at the time.
“1300 hours”.
It’s too late.
I was staring at the passengers in the middle of the area, trying to find anomalies in them.
It’s just that all of them don’t act strangely.
“13:31.”
The plane started shaking.
The students who had been caught by Man’s heart were pale.
Which seat in the middle started the explosion?
Boom!
The sound of an explosion again.
It’s just, this time it’s not in the middle, but it’s coming from behind me.
The core is on both sides!
The pain swam through the limbs.
I opened my eyes.
The aircraft was ready to take off in the taxiway and everyone was placing their tables and seatbelts.
The reaction was even stronger, and he woke up with a clear red bloodline in his eyes, which seemed to be gruesome.
“Are you okay?” I said.
He noded his head and suggested he could handle it.
Then he leaned down and whispered to my ears, saying, “The Earthheart is not in the middle, and it has run to both sides of the plane. Let’s go together. I’m sorry.
I agree that, once the plane has stabilized, the two of us will move towards both ends.
He was still reading that book when he passed 17H.
I got a strange feeling in my heart, and I stopped and I said, “Do you like this book, too? I’m sorry.
When he heard me, his eyes were shining.
“You love this book, too! I’ve been chasing for a long time!”
Before I answered, he started talking.
“What’s your favorite part? I told you I didn’t have anyone around to read this book.
“Did they set a better life form? I’m sorry.
“Not only is there so much life, but there is so much power. I’m sorry.
“The usual one can manipulate the flame explosion, the more powerful one can create parallel space and time rings…”
An explosion? Time cycle? Isn’t that the way this genre works?
This book…
I haven’t waited for me to think.
He pulled me aside and pointed me to the 31B position.
Seats are empty.
Where are the 31B passengers?
The position of 31A is that of a young girl, whose youth is so beautiful that she feels so beautiful.
“Hello, where are the passengers next to you?” I’m sorry.
She said, “Don’t mention it, he ruined the trip, he’s been staring at me since he got on the plane, and he’s been sneaking around and taking something to the toilet. I’m sorry.
I caught the key message from her words, “sneaky things.”
When I said thank you, Wen and I went to the bathroom door.
Wen knocked at the door.
There was a sound in the toilet: “Oh, wait, wait. I’m sorry.
We looked at each other and stood on both sides of the toilet.
After a while, I heard the door open.
Pow, pow.
The door is open.
A man with dark skin and short skin came out of the toilet.
And the heart was fast-strung from behind his hands, and thrust him down on the earth.
Men are not responding at all and are contained.
“Peach, search him!”
I immediately searched him and touched his tummy pocket.
The man’s face has changed and he’s struggling to stop me from reaching the entrance bag.
I took out what was in it. It was cotton, wrapped up in something.
Open cotton, I’ll shake down those objects.
Black, little coincidence, not easy to find.
It’s a microcam.
I went in the toilet again and searched, and I found a microcam.
How did he get this thing in here?
This pervert.
When I found the white sun, he politely greeted me, and I recapitulated the matter briefly, he said he would take care of it and thanked me.
I’d be happy to put it on the table, but I’m not in the mood to think about it.
The cycle’s about to restart.
I looked at the words and his eyes were filled with fear.
“I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die anymore. * He fell down and said, “The tears are coming out.”
I can’t think of a word to comfort him, because that is the end.
The incomparable death is doomed.
“13:31.”
The sixth cycle, we still haven’t found the geocentric.
For the seventh cycle, the situation is no longer encouraging, as he starts to bleed and his eyes are covered with blood and he continues to whisper.
Not only him, but my body shivering.
I breathed deeply to calm the beating heart down.
As usual, the surroundings are normal and quiet.
I’m going to let Man take a break from his seat and start thinking about other possibilities.
If the geocentric can disguise himself at will, is it possible that he is not among the passengers?
What if it’s disguised as an aircrew?
With that assumption, I went to the aircrew position.
And he looked at me and said: Is there something wrong? I’m sorry.
I nodded, falsely claimed I had learned to be a flying professional and wanted to know something with the crew.
I heard that I was in the air travel profession, and those crew members got warmer and talked to me about these industries.
We have spoken among them, because they have been understood in the cycle that lies ahead and in the sun.
Time passed in a second, and my heart sunk to the bottom.
There’s no anomaly, there’s no anomaly, there’s no anomaly, there’s all the people in here talking well.
Time is running out, and I leave them and remember all the details.
No, there’s a strange place.
I recall the words that had been reciprocated with the white sun.
“Hello, ma’am. May I help you? I’m sorry.
And this time.
What can I do for you?
He did not use those words, as he did on previous occasions, but they became very bad, but I did not notice them.
How can you make such low-level mistakes as a steward?
Unless he’s not white.
I turned back and found the sun smiling at me.
At the same time, the plane began to shake sharply, and I fell on the ground because of my weight.
He’s not white! He is a man of the earth!
Damn, why did I find out now?
White Sun looked at me like a wolf, opened his mouth and made a few words:
“Come on. I’m sorry.
“No, no. I’m sorry.
“and. I’m sorry.
“Huh. I’m sorry.
After his last mouth, he’s coming in a very loud sound.
The radio has indicated that the tableboard is closing.
Shit! Almost! Almost!
I turned my head and looked at Man and found out he untied his seat belt.
I was scared and I said, “What are you doing?” The plane hasn’t taken off yet. Sit down. I’m sorry.
“Peach, I can’t take it anymore. I’m sorry.
Then he stood up and yelled out:
Don’t take off! Don’t take off! I’m sorry.
Says he’s rushing to the hatch.
Go, go, go! Don’t take off!”
All passengers were shocked by his actions, and quickly the aircrew ran to control the mood.
Even if it was contained, he was shouting:
“This is the sixth cycle! They’re all geologists! I’m sorry.
“Something’s going to happen! I’m sorry.
More and more passengers are standing up and picking up their mobile phones for video recording.
“Call the family! I’m sorry.
“As always! I’m sorry.
“This is the sixth cycle! Sixth!
Do you want to start over? Are you tired? I’m sorry.
All passengers stood up and the aircrews proceeded quickly to the hatch.
The white sun on the other side with a walkie-talkie said, “There’s something inside the cabin and inside the cabin.” I’m sorry.
The whole plane got fucked up inside.
I’m looking at words and I don’t know what to do.
But I clearly felt that the plane had stopped.
Can we escape?
On the radio, it began to be aired: please sit back in your seats without panic and thank you for your cooperation.
Finally, the plane stopped completely.
The radio began by saying: “Sorry to all passengers, because this flight will not take off due to unexpected circumstances, please take your seats and we will arrange for the flight in an orderly manner.
We can get off the plane!
My eyes meet in the air.
It worked!
I sat at the airport with Mun-Thou.
It’s hard to imagine that we actually got off the plane and didn’t have to experience the bad luck of death.
The airport staff arranged for a lounge for both of us, and the police will be here later to take away Zhuang.
Everything is like a dream.
Large hall.
“Do you think I’m crazy? Think I’m too weak? I’m sorry.
And We shook our heads and said, “No, indeed you saved the people of the whole aeroplane.” I’m sorry.
“The real world is not a novel. No one is born a hero. I’m sorry.
He stunned and his body stopped shaking.
And he said: Is it good that you say this, that you think? I’m sorry.
I shake my head and I see a person in my head.
If only he were.
“You’re blushing. “The text pointed to my face.
Don’t worry about it! I’m squeezing on this topic.
“But one more thing. The text has a heavy tone, and I guess what he wants to say.
“Did we really escape the cycle? How can it be so easy? That game is completely meaningless. I’m sorry.
I am also deliberately avoiding this problem, because I do not want to go back to that deep cabin and solve that mysterious crisis.
“If it’s recycled, I’ll die with it!” @Ambassy: #Jan25 #Feb14
I did not heed him, but I thought in silence, “What if he were there?”
Suddenly, I thought of one thing. I’m not on the plane right now.
I’ve been busy unlocking my phone and assigning a number.
Wen looked at me with doubt.
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Someone answered.
“Hey, is that a peach?”
Having heard this voice, my tears have fallen, and countless cycles of suffering, pain and suffering have sprung out of this bitterness.
I took a deep breath and said:
“It is I, CHOI Chan.”
“What’s wrong? You’re flying back today. Why aren’t you on the plane? I’m sorry.
“All right, you don’t have to worry about me. CHOI Chan, are you still writing that infinite cycle novel? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, what’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing. I’m just curious. How does the hero get out of the loop? I’m sorry.
It was quiet across the street for a while.
“I don’t know why you’re asking, but I’ve always had to answer to you. I’m sorry.
“There’s a strange thing about every cycle. I’m sorry.
What does that mean? I’m sorry.
“Simplicitly, there are things that are always fixed in the cycle, but there are things that have changed in comparison to the previous cycle. What changed was the singularity. I’m sorry.
“The cycle must be broken, and finding change and change is the key to breaking the cycle. I’m sorry.
Change with no change?
I thought about it, and said to the phone, “Go back and eat.” I’m sorry.
Wait till he reacts, I hang up.
Too much. He’ll find something. I don’t want him involved.
The time has come to “13:30 minutes, 24 seconds”.
We have less than a minute to get to the explosion.
Knock, knock.
The door of the lounge was opened and a policeman in police uniform came in.
“Mr. Wen, Miss Tao, please come with us. I’m sorry.
He looked down and looked at the report.
“on the disturbance of the above-mentioned man…”
The police stopped talking and looked up at the room.
The room is already empty.
In the clock on the wall, the pin went up in one.
“13:31.”
“The plane is about to slip, please close the table…”
I woke up at the same time as Van Wynn.
Without being shocked by the cycle again, I immediately turned on my cell phone and looked at everything I could understand.
It also stopped breaking and began to quickly observe the surroundings.
“It’s possible it’s hiding somewhere else.” I’m sorry.
We both said the same thing:
“First class. I’m sorry.
I called up the white sun and said we’re going up.
“Dear lady, we will proceed with your upgrade. I’m sorry.
I nod after three more confirmation that the white sun’s tone was fine.
After a while, Wen and his heart were invited to first class.
The facility environment in first class is not comparable to economy class at all, but I have no time to enjoy.
I cleaned every passenger’s face in first class.
When I saw her, I had an accident.
Lee Hyeon.
This big star is on this flight.
First class people are resting, no anomalies.
My heart shakes my head.
The investigation is in trouble.
At a time when there was no hope, a sound of joy sounded.
Lee Hyeon called the flight attendant.
“Can I have a strawberry juice? I’m sorry.
I stopped.
There’s a lot of information in the brain.
And the news is one word and one word.
“The top star, Lee Hyeon, was shot and beaten by his assistant!” The reason is he’s allergic to strawberries, and the assistant bought strawberry juice.”
CHOI Chan told me, and was before me.
Broken.
I’m going to “Li Hui Chou”.
Her brows are wrinkled and she spreads.
“Do you want to take a picture with me? She asks softly.
I nod my head and take a piece of paper out of my bag.
When I put the paper in front of her, I pulled out a pen and handed it to her:
“Sign me, please. I’m sorry.
She was just about to take the pen, and I looked at the moment and grabbed her hand.
Man-hoon! She’s a geologist! I’m sorry.
Wen reacted to her and ran behind her and held her.
One of the sudden scenes blocked the rest of the first class.
I grabbed her hand, but I felt nothing.
Look up, Lee Hyeon smiles at me.
“You found me, so what? I’m sorry.
The light words fell on the ground, but the thunder struck as flat.
And I cried out in the air: I have found it! Your turn! I’m sorry.
“Li Huixen” or a man of the earth looked at me and said, “What a strange thing! Who are you talking to?” But it doesn’t matter. You won’t get me. I’m sorry.
I don’t care, or I yell around.
No reply, no reply.
I was anxious, but I did not stop calling.
The aircrew slowly came up.
“Peach! Go! “It’s just that I don’t know what to do.
I bit my teeth and followed him back to the coach.
In several breathing breaks, he ran to the position of the hatch with the geocentric.
All the passengers in the economy class came to the scene.
Wen’s heart is strangling the neck of the heart.
“He’s gonna open the hatch!” Stop him! I’m sorry.
But it’s a little late, and Man’s hand has reached the hatch.
“I’m not going to die anyway, but you’re going to die when the hatch opens.” I’m sorry.
Yes, the instant decompression of the hatch opens will throw the text directly out.
“Peach! I’m sorry.
Man looks at me.
“Get away from me!”
“The cycle is over! I’m sorry.
“No, you will die! “I keep shouting around, hoping to get a response.
No, still nothing.
Man shakes his head and opens the hatch.
Large suctions storm into the aircraft.
And when the sun drew me to the side when it was a thousand.
However, the strong pressure differentials suddenly sucked the text out of the heart and heart.
As soon as the geocentric left the plane, everything stopped.
All men and all things are drowned in the stillness of time.
Only I can move.
The sound of the red bells was heard, and four words came from every side:
“The game is over. I’m sorry.
“The plane is about to slip…”
I went back on the plane, and when I opened my eyes and realized it, I turned around.
It’s not about the heart, it’s about the woman.
Lee Hyeon.
She looked at me and said, “What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
I didn’t pay attention to her, but I looked around, but I never found the body of my heart.
He’s not on this plane.
The plane took off.
I don’t know.
At 1335 hours, the plane landed flat, and I walked down the ladder and felt the ground.
The blue sky, the wind and the sun, everything is normal.
It’s just that a person disappears forever.
He stays in the loop forever.
24. General conclusion
The truth of everything (1)
The sky is a thousand metres high and the heart is loose.
“What will you do if you catch me?” The people of the earth laugh. You’ll still die, and I’ll get a little more. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! I’m sorry.
After that, it looked to the eyes of the heart.
It’s a cold, deadly, ants eye.
The grocer stopped and his body shivered.
“You… you… no! I’m sorry.
The whistling wind stopped and a man was standing slowly on the ground, and he photographed dust and headed towards the city.
Tweet heart.
He murmured, “The game is over, it’s fun. I’m sorry.
Yeah, to find the centerman.
But no one has ever said that there is only one man in the earth.
The truth of everything (2)
Before a script killed a shop, the slogans were on the air.
“The latest skeptical play, “Who am I” comes with a pound! When the night comes, the first scene of the murder is the gathering of people of different identities, and under the mask of harmony lies the secret of a man’s soul, and whose hands is the famous writer? I’m sorry.
“Come on, open this door so that you and I can meet each other in time and time. I’m sorry.
Wen was standing at the door for a while.
Shortly afterwards, a man wearing a work card stood in the shop and his clothes were red in blood.
Monk? No, he’s changed his face now.
The breeze blew his work cards and a name floated in the wind.
Gutze.
25. End
This day, there were a few guests in the script.
They want to play the latest play, ” Who I am ” , but not in enough numbers to wait in the store.
After a while, three people walked into the store.
Gutze looks away.
A girl of youth, this is peaches.
A fat guy after two, that’s a walk.
The last person, wearing a slightly wrinkled white shirt and jeans, walked in with his awake black eyes.
His name is Choi Chan.
CHOI and Guozawa’s eyes meet in the sky.
And Guzawa laughed, and turned towards the people.
“New game, here we go. I’m sorry.
The end–
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
