plane crash

The plane was crashing. I didn't know what to do.

All the people desperately got out of the plane, a part of the wing started to burn. All the tranquillity that we thought was going to stay together with our travel, was also burnt. I looked for him through all the people outside the plane...

But I couldn’t find him anywhere. I asked the other survivors if they saw the imp during the flight too. When I described him in detail, they brought me to this institution. That was 23 years ago, I think. No one believes me.

"I believe you," I hear the doctor say. I look up & stare at her face. Her yellow eyes twinkle behind her thick bangs, and her thin, red lips curl at the corners. "You!" I cry. She laughs, "Me!" She's the imp from the plane! "Don't worry, baby," she says. "I have a plan!"

She took a hypodermic needle from a bag I remembered seeing in the overhead compartment. Before I had a chance to protest the needle was in my arm. My head began to tingle and my pulse quickened. I hadn’t felt like this since I was in Special Forces.

I decided to punch her. What I hadn't considered was that she would immediately explode. As the human shrapnel ended my life, I found just a nanosecond to consider only one thing...