Chapter 6

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I can't believe this is actually happening.

First mission. The plane has been in the air for who knows how long now. All I keep thinking about is that....this is actually it. 

Deep breaths, Google. Big deep breaths.

  ♪ I've been waiting for my
dreams to turn into something
I could believe in ♪

  ♪ Looking for that magic rainbow
On the horizon
I couldn't see it until♪ --

"COULD SOMEONE PLEASE CHANGE THAT DAMN SONG?" I growled in anger. What is this? Some music video of my life story? Tsk.

The shocking part? There was no answer. I pressed the red button on the coffee table labelled "Press If Ya'll Need Something" but there was no reply. A couple violent punches on the stupid button finally ate up all my patience. 

Just like I told you, I was trained to be cautious. 

"Hello? Smith?" I called out as I made my way to the control cabin. No answer. I busted the door open, only then realizing that the crap wasn't even locked in the first place soo... oops. Anyway, I turned to the Captain's seat and....

WHERE THE HELL IS THE PILOT???

Panicking, I quickly examined the controls. AGHHH SHIT!!! Stupid planeIIKNSKJ! Plane flying wasn't even one of my best subjectssasdfghjkl!! There's gotta be some emergency plane butlers for this kind of things right?? RIGHT??

Just then, I noticed a red flicking switch that says, "autopilot mode" and heaved a heavy sigh of relief. Jesus... Where is the dude, anyway? Taking a crap?

I scooted my way just to the toilet room (just to be safe) and knocked on the door, "Uhhh... Capt. Smith?" This time, there was no answer again BUT I DID hear the flushing so I sighed. Again. 

"Hahaha, Capt. I gotta say.... You totally had me worried for a second there.." I laughed and waited for a solid 5 minutes for him to get out. He didn't.

FUCK THIS TRAINING OF BEING SUSPICIOUS ABOUT EVERYTHING. DAMN IT. 

I feel like the Academy has gotten me paranoid.

I busted open the locked door with one sheer force of a push. Idaf if he's pissing I have to know if he's alive.




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