Pan Ever After

Prologue

I woke up screaming. Just like I did every night for the last three months. This time the dream felt more real than ever, like I was actually living it. I wasn't always scared to fly, but since this reoccurring dream, I have been.

I'm on an airplane. My two younger sisters sat at either side of me. We're on our way to visit our dad for his wedding. Everything is fine until we fly over the ocean. We're stuck in a storm. Outside I can see lightning and grey clouds. My younger sisters are crying, they're scared. I'm telling them it's going to be okay even though I know it won't be. I know because this has all happened before, every night in my dream. I know that every one is going to die.

All around me people are screaming, my sisters faces are stained with tears. I don't feel anything. I can see the aircraft being ripped apart my the storm as it plummets to the ground.

Everything is so loud, the sounds of the crash, the sounds of the screams, but louder than everything else is the sound of my own heart beat. I can hear it more clearly than anything else.

Everything is quiet now and I'm on my own. I can't hear anything or see anyone. I am all alone. Until I'm not. Until I feel a hand grab my own. I look over and see a dark, faceless, featureless figure. A shadow. A shadow without an owner.