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"This is the captain. Brace for impact,"

This was a brief message. However, this message from the captain sent panic into everyone's hearts. The hostesses brought out life jackets and handed them to the 70 people in the first-class section. They also helped the ignorant ones to put it on.

"Fasten your seat belts and brace for impact," said a hostess who already had a jacket on. 20 ladies were weeping even in the brace for impact position. There were no kids in the first-class section.

An old man became very troubled knowing that the plane would crash. He was shivering greatly his hands shook and his legs knocked against each other. You could also say that he had peed in his pants. This old man did not want to obey the captain's order to brace for impact.

"I don't wanna die. I want to live. I want to see my son one more time" he shouted. His teeth kept shattering and sweat fell down his face in beads.

"ENOUGH" an irritated hostess barked at him.

"Old man, obey the order and brace for impact. The plane's going to crash no matter what we do or how well you jump about," she added, making the man cry. Other passengers looked at her in disgust and returned to their brace for impact positions.

"Irene, stop that!" said a small-voiced hostess. She walked to the man and sat beside him patting his back.

"Grandpa, please calm down. The captain and his assistant are doing their very best. Do not worry; you will see your son not only once but every day. Just obey the order. See, look at the others they're obeying. Come on Grandpa, calm down. Brace for impact. If you don't obey, you might not see your son again." she intoned in a pacifying manner.

Hearing her sweet angel-like voice, the man stopped panicking and became calm. He then braced for impact. Seeing that she was successful in her mission, the hostess sighed and got up. She turned to look at the heartless hostess who was frowning and walked away.

Theresa, however, did nothing. She looked at the fallen magazine atop her feet while in the brace for impact position.

"Why? I don't wanna die yet. Why? I'm so close to seeing him. Why?" she muttered. Though she was teary-eyed, she did not let a tear fall. She recalled the argument she had with her parents about yesterevening.

They really did not want her to go, but she thought she had outsmarted them by swearing with the heirloom. The heirloom is the golden ring that has been passed on to appointed heirs for generations of the Williams family.

Her father gave her this ring at six, confirming her as the heir of the Williams family. That ring is in Theresa's red purse. She clutched it tightly between her legs, hearing the cries of those ladies who refused comfort.

" I don't wanna die"

"Captain please do something"

"Hostess are we gonna die?"

"Heavens do something" These were their various words as they wept.

The man sitting beside Theresa was a middle-aged man who had long hair of which the right part of his head had been shaved. He paired this bad-boy hairstyle with a red suit and silver earrings. This man was praying.

Beads of sweat rolled down his face, but he did not bother to wipe them off. The situation at hand is very serious. Who knows whether the heavens might take pity on him and spare his life?

"I have killed 75 people including 7 infants and 10 unborn babies. I have raped 48 women ever since I turned 13. I have burned or buried 44 people alive. I also slept with 12 men. I have been a thief from the time I turned 8. I even raped both my parents at 16. I pounded two newborns to death in a mortar. I have also drunk the blood of 29 grannies." he confessed out loud. Heavens, please just one chance. Give me one chance and I'll be a good man from now on. I'll not kill casually again, but I promise to offer you all the spoils if I ever relapse again. Spare me heavens. Spare me."

It stunned Theresa and others. So all along, she'd been sitting with such a gross murderer and rapist! He must be the reason this plane of GoodLuck suddenly wanted to crash. This man must be cast out of the plane now. This was also the thoughts of others, but then who would volunteer? They still wanted their heads. Right when Theresa raised her head to say something, the captain's voice came again through the speakers.

"This is the captain. Brace for impact. This is the final warning." said the captain.

Theresa felt defeated and returned to the brace for impact position. It was at this moment that they felt something hit the plane, cutting off one of the plane's wings. The bodyguard, Paul, whom her dad had sent to monitor her, placed a necklace in her hands.

Seeing the necklace, Theresa gasped and raised her head so she could look behind her. She saw that it was Paul. What was this guy doing here? So her parents sent him? Those parents of hers! They're too protective!

He nodded at her with a smile and told her to brace for impact. She obeyed and clutched the necklace tighter in her hand.

"Mother! Father! Please don't cry if I can't survive this crash. Forgive this unfilial and unruly child of yours. Kim Tae Hyung, my dearest idol, I wish you could attend my funeral." she finally muttered in a whisper before she blacked out because of an unknown gas that had come from nowhere. Strangely, it affected only her.

Before the plane turned upside down, a bright light appeared and sucked Theresa inside leaving only the necklace Paul gave her on the chair. Since they were all bracing for impact, no one except Paul saw this. He quickly picked up the necklace which emitted light.

It was at this moment that the captain finally lost control of the plane and the plane took a fast nosedive, crashing into the sea with force creating powerful waves.