Beauty into Beast

Beauty into Beast

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As I was looking to the right out of the airport window I saw an unidentified plane land. I swear it came out of no where. Since I have only worked here for three hours I asked Sara, my boss if she wanted me to open the door to the jet way so the people can get off the plane. "Yes, while I try to figure out where the plane came from and who's it is" so I opened the jet way door and stood at attention waiting for a herd of people to come out but no one did. So I looked out of the window and saw the pilot room lights off, but they only turn the lights off when all of the passengers are off. When I was about to go back to my office I herd a sound almost as if a cry.
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