#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...
The same airplane which was about to take him to his dream land a day ago, how exited was Sumit, previous moments, he could not...