Soft Sounds // Bruce Banner

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Somehow I can feel myself sinking back into the memory again. Reliving it even as if it hadn't happened before. I'm back on the plane and it shakes, I assume it's just turbulence and carefully maneuver my way to the back of the plane to use the restroom. I feel as if the plane is at an awkward angle because I nearly fall backwards but I don't question as the alarms do not go off. I am at the black of the plane when the oxygen masks drops. Someone screams and a flight attendant shove a mask into my hand before hurrying to try and calm the people. It doesn't work. I am suddenly shoved into the restroom by a passenger panicking trying to get off the plane. The restroom had an air lock. It also had no windows. I can hear the screams of passengers being pulled into what I'm later told was a vacuum caused by someone opening a boarding door. We make impact and I hit my head against the toilet seat before passing out.
I wake up taking quick gasps of breath with goosebumps and my legs sticking to the sheets from a thin layer of cold sweat. My eyes dart around the room nervously as if searching for a sign that I am still on the plane. My hair has gone sour from falling asleep right after a nice shower so I get up and toss a fresh towel over my shoulder. A hot shower will lull me into the nightmare once more so I take a cold shower. My muscles are tense as the cold water hits me but I simply let it pound the feeling into my sling whilst I scrub. My hair is now clean but I am no longer able to sleep. It is three am. I do not have to wake until 8 am. I scroll through the phone that the insurance company paid for and open the game my mother had downloaded for me. It was not a game. It was a texting app for strangers. My mother said it was "a chance for you to find love!" I do not want love though, I want serenity. Yet I press the word "FIND" and search for someone to talk to a username pops up "SCIENCE-BrosB.B" the name is odd but I do not question it. Instead I type...

"Hello"