#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...
Now taking in a deep breath. How had this managed? More importantly how to get out alive? He moved his hands to get the dementions of this coffin. There seemed to be hardly enough room, his head was at an awkward angle. "this sure is not first class"...