one way flight

Welcoming

A month before the incident

I walked into the well lit up room and was greeted by a warm face. A man sitting on a expensive chair wearing a white turban. His face looked like he was young however judging from way he talked he was approximately 50. I sweeped my mop of blonde hair to the side and then spoke.
"Hello, sir" I replied to his greeting.
"Hello, and don't worry about calling me sir remember this- we are all brothers here, we are all associates equaly, noone is better then anyone else." He calmly said in a reassuring voice.
I nodded.
He indicated for me to sit and then started talking.
"I hear that douaf cusmak introduced you to our brotherhood. And you have certainly chose the right path. I have decided what job you are going to serve to Allah. Your mission is going to be briefed to you in that room after you have been checked for any wires." He led me to a metal scanner and was delighted to find that I passed it. He then told me to walk in a room with a iron door that stood out like a star in a clear sky. My thoughts started to lead to back home. In england. That one night. One of my happiest memories. We were all sitting in the garden and were suffed after my special birthday bbq. We started gazing at the one star. The one lonely star watching down at us. A month ago I felt like the star. The only one in an evil island of people who knew what was right. The only one who knew what had to be done to save the earth and be good, the way Allah wanted us to be. I was the one star, who shined. My thoughts were finally snapped out of my mind.
"Hello brother, I am muhhamed isia, douaf told me about you and I was certain that you'd come to you senses and join us, I knew it was your destiny. And that is why I have picked the best job for you." He smirked in an almost mischievous manner.
He pointed to a sheet of paper which seemed to have pictures of a plane and DVD.
"Your task is to explode a Plane going to america. Now, before you ask, yes you will die. But only your body. Your sole is still alive and you will meat Allah in after life, paradise. I hope you will accept our offer" he stated.
"I certainly will with pleasure, thank you so much for giving me this opportunity to serve Allah as he would like me too," I thanked the man.

After a day of exhaustion from being brieffed on my task it was a relief to be able to go to bed. Tommorow was the big day. My destiny.

It was morning to soon and I was told to go and get ready for the flight. I was escorted to a room with the rucksack and DVD (bomb) and remote laying solemnly beside it. Bishq handed me the bag and then lead me to a car which had a fake number plate on so we couldn't be traced. We drove for an hour and a half and then we were finnaly at the airport which was swarming with evil sinners. I walked to the entrance and found my way to the abroud flights. America 12:30 read the flashing board. It said that the flight was ready so I walked through the metal doors and to a room where I had to show my parsport, unusually the line wasn't that long so I was able to enter a room leading outside to the plane. The time had come. The plane too america was finnaly near. I had been through security already and had been let through. I gripped, hard on the rucksack, which I had been allowed to take as it was under a certain weight. I walked fawards. Thinking to myself. It was for a good cause. They are all sinners. They must pay and they will without a doubt. I sweeped the sweat drowning my fore head. Maybe it Is becoming more obvious now, I need to calm down. I walked in through the wide doors and too a seat in the middle. I placed the black rucksack on my lap and looked out the window. Hatred for the sinners now rising up in me. They disgust me, I despise them, I can not-and will not-turn into one of them. This is why my job is vital. To me, and this world. 100 less of them can mean a big thing. Time flied as quick as my life has and then the beep of my alarm on my watch turned me away from the deep thoughts that rolled in my mind. What I could have done with my life if I hadn't chosen this path is a mystery...a mystery I will never solve.
Thoughts put too one side I opened the rucksack and took out what was supposedly a DVD and remote. At first I was amazed of how similar it looked to a DVD however the more inspect it the more I notice its minor differences. How they made it so compact and real is another mystery I won't solve. I picked up the DVD and placed it on the floor, under my seat, then picked up the remote, firmly gripping it in my hands. Swivelling it in my hands. I whispered the first few lines of the qur'an then finished by 'there is no god but Allah and Mohammed is his messenger'. Immediately after i shouted 'ALLAH AKBAR' and held down the button. In a flash my life was ended, with the 100 other people. My mission was complete and I was free now to go to after life...

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