The Flight to Sunrise
#WritcoStoryPrompt40
The noise was too loud, almost as if someone was using a drill machine in his head. He craned his head to relieve the cramp in his neck. When he couldn't move he realised where he was; in a coffin deep in the confines of an airplane.
Suddenly, he could feel the plane turning right, then left and take a 5-seconds dive. What seemed like a regular turbulence to the passengers was actually his cue.
It was time.
He reached out for the paper thin iron clasp next to his left hand that prevented the coffin from getting locked. He pulled at it while pushing the cover up.
The...
The noise was too loud, almost as if someone was using a drill machine in his head. He craned his head to relieve the cramp in his neck. When he couldn't move he realised where he was; in a coffin deep in the confines of an airplane.
Suddenly, he could feel the plane turning right, then left and take a 5-seconds dive. What seemed like a regular turbulence to the passengers was actually his cue.
It was time.
He reached out for the paper thin iron clasp next to his left hand that prevented the coffin from getting locked. He pulled at it while pushing the cover up.
The...