Airborne

Chapter 8 - Self Help

Aiden glanced around curiously, they had landed the plane but now it had taken off again. He, Mike, Sanit and Victoria glanced around with puzzled looks. It had already become apparent that other people were hiding in the other lavatories, as over the course of the flight, they would hear the doors creak open and people walking out, followed by the howls of the infected and the doors quickly closing again. The intercom in the plane then buzzed to life which took all of them by surprise. 

"This is your captain speaking, due to security laws issued by the Government of Thailand, we will not be landing in Bangkok. We have instead be flying to Dubai, as they are willing to accept us as refugees. The flight will last around six hours, so the cabin crew will be rationing out food for the duration of the flight." The captain's voice said before the intercom died off.

"That's it, we are getting out of here. To, wherever these other people are." Victoria sighed.

"I'm not going to stay in here for six more hours."

"We can't leave, dumbass." Mike hissed, causing Victoria to look back at him, astounded that he would use such vulgar language.

"Don't you remember there are hundreds of zombies outside?!" Mike asked again, a bit too loud. A bang on the lavatory door silenced the argument as a zombie pressed itself against the door, banging on it with clenched fists while the four of them watched in silence. The zombie eventually gave up and wandered off.

"That's it." Sanit said, a beam cracking on her lips.

"If they're attracted to noise, we can create a decoy." Sanit whispered, causing the other three faces to lighten up as well.

"But what would we use?" Victoria asked, which killed the mood again. Aiden scanned around the lavatory and quickly grabbed the solid most looking thing, a roll of toilet paper.

"Open the door." Aiden said, his pulse already rising.

"What, are you crazy?!" Mike hissed.

"Of course, just open it!" Aiden hissed back. Before another argument could rise, Sanit unlocked the door and cracked it open.

Aiden glanced out and saw multiple infected aimlessly wondering around in his sight. He tossed the toilet paper into the third cabin. Making a small thud. The infected in the area screamed and howled upon hearing the noise and all began running towards the source of the noise, all of them jumping into a pile on top of the roll and tearing up the paper.

Before any zombies would notice Aiden looking out, he closed the door again.

"See?" Aiden asked as he faced Mike and Victoria.

"They have a weakness." He said proudly.

"It's not that big a weakness." Mike said with a shrug.

"Yeah, but we can still get out of here with that help." Sanit snapped.

"Stop feeling sorry for yourself, we can get out of this." Sanit added to her statement. Then, she grabbed the bottle of hand sanitizer in the lavatory, and opened the door again.

"Well, draw them into the fourth cabin. Then... just run the other way, that is the plan, okay?" Sanit said to the other three. They nodded and Sanit opened the door again.

Sanit scanned the nearby area, she knew the bottle of hand sanitizer wouldn't draw the all the zombies on the plane, maybe there would something she could knock over that would make enough noise to draw them instead. She then spotted an overhead cupboard in the fourth cabin open, with two bags teetering off the edge. Sanit held her breath and threw the hand sanitizer towards the luggage. Sure enough, the sanitizer bounced off the suitcases and they came down in a crash, one of the suitcases opened up, spilling out the contents and created even more noise. Sanit shut the door again upon hearing the howls of incoming infected. She glanced back at Aiden, Mike and Victoria, Aiden smiled as he heard feet pounding as infected ran past the lavatory.