When a series of unexpected events, involving in aviation's worst accidents, suddenly appear as ghostly apparitions all across the globe, it is up to Mystery Inc. to find out why these events are happening.
But, they also have to deal with their pa...
One day, the Mystery Inc. gang were all at a 70's roadside café, all having some breakfast to start off the day. Fred, Daphne, Velma, Shaggy, and Scooby-Doo were having some special milkshakes to start off, whilst Braedey and Valka had a small latte and coffee.
"Like, the World Grand Prix was intense." Shaggy commented, remembering the adventure across the world in a special race, then leaned back into his seat, crossing his arms behind his head. "Not only did we have to deal with travelling around the world to race, we had to take down a criminal mastermind who had created the race in the first place."
"Reah." Scooby nodded. Then, he took the sip of his milkshake, and licked his lips with a smirk. "Really intense."
"And, I kicked serious butt out there." Valka smirked, crossing her legs, and sitting up straight, feeling smart.
"You were pretty good out there, Valks." Daphne commented, then took a sip out of her 'triple-thick' strawberry milkshake. "I was pretty impressed." She then ran her fingers through her luscious red hair, and whipped her hair back and forth.
Braedey, who was reading a newspaper, suddenly saw something on the very first two pages that caught his attention almost immediately. It was a report of some kind of sighting of a plane that had been long gone for over 20 years, and it was the plane from a crash long ago. "Whoa." He spoke up in amazement, getting everyone's attention right now, as he showed the newspaper article to everyone.
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"Jinkies!" Velma said in shock. "Swissair 111?"
"A g-g-g-g-ghostplane?!" Shaggy asked, his hair standing on end, whilst his boy was shaking also.
"Rhost plane?" Scooby added, his teeth chattering.
"But, that's impossible!" Daphne interjected.
"No way." Valka whispered in fear.
"Hold on." Fred stopped everyone. "What is Swissair 111?" He asked, and everyone felt like they had a sweat drop on the sides of their heads.
"Fred. Swissair 111 is one of the worst accidents to ever happen in aviation history." Braedey now began to tell the story of the doomed Swissair incident to everyone. "On September 2nd, 1998, Swissair Flight 111 was a McDonnell Douglass MD-11 jet aircraft flying from John F. Kennedy Int'l Airport in New York City, to Cointrin International Airport in Geneva. There were 229 passengers and crews onboard the jet, all of them heading to the Canadian countryside for the Summer. But, halfway through the flight, an in-flight fire had then occurred onboard, caused by the brand new entertainment system onboard the MD-11, along with a flammable material used in the insulation in the walls back then. The fire had incapacitated the flight crew, resulting in the jet making it go into a nosedive position, and the jet crashed into the Atlantic Ocean at over 400 miles per hour, near St. Margarets Bay, in Nova Scotia, Canada. There were no survivors as a result of the impact with the ocean." He sighed sadly.
