Raymond was always a nervous flyer so when he and the rest of group were told they would be flying a small jet back from the seminar, he was less than pleased. Sensing his stress Teresa nudged him.
"Relax, you worry too much, we will be fine. Here take this pillow and you can sleep through it ok?"
She kissed him and placed the small pillow between his head and the closed window. Ray looked at her and smiled and glanced at their coworkers. Arun was next to Abby, continually trying to get through her tough Goth shell with his Eastern charms. As always the Hindi Romeo was having little luck.
Mei sat in the row behind them, lost in her book and oblivious to the rest of them. The last member, Fred was already asleep, just starting to snore, his Ipod still blaring in his ears.
Seeing everyone else's ease he felt foolish. "It's the safest way to travel" he told himself. Pressing his head into the pillow he drifted to sleep.
Raymond was jarred awake as his head slammed into the window. His eyes wide with terror he gripped the arm rest as the plane leaned hard to the right. A loud tearing sound echoed throughout the cabin. Looking out the window he could see the jet engine engulfed in flames. Screams filled the air as the plane violently shuddered and nosed downward.
As suddenly as it happened, everything stopped. The plane was level and there was no feeling of motion, it was as if time stood still.
"Ladies and gentlemen may I have your attention please. Well .. I'm sure I pretty much have your undivided now don't I?"
Ray and Teresa looked to the source of this voice, it was not the captain on the speaker; it was a man. The six of them were the only passengers on this flight yet there he was.
"It is going to be alright folks, trust me."
He stood there in the aisle, a tall man with flowing white robes. His voice was melodious and calming to them as if all the fear was sucked out of the room. He had a golden glow about him and on his back were neatly folded wings. There was no doubt in Ray and Teresa's mind that this was in fact a?.
"DEVA!" shouted Arun, "just like my mother described them to me as a child."
"Have you lost your mind?" Abby said shoving him aside and staring with fascination.
"The black cloak? The scythe? That's him, that's Death"
"Him?" Mei questioned as she rose from her seat "That is a woman, a Tennin. Can't you see the kimono and all the brightly colored scarves?"
"Ok gang hold on a second and let me bring you all up to speed"
They all quieted down and listened as the entity spoke.
"First of all, yes, you are all dead well you will be shortly. As for what you are all seeing it is what ever your culture or beliefs tell you I should look like. Don't wanna throw too much at you at once; you are still in an adjustment phase. Now then, your plane is hurtling from the sky at an alarming rate."
He made a descending whistle sound and moved his hand mimicking the plane.
Abby laughed at the sight of the Grim Reaper making such a comical action.
Teresa asked, raising her hand "So why are we just sitting here on the plane? We are on the plane sill, aren't we?"
"You can put your hand down, hon." he said laughing.
"Once your bodies are out of the picture, I will be taking you on to the next step, see when you go and no one is looking, we just come and take you ahead of time. There is no benefit to having you go through the actual dying, pretty cool yes? Since all of you are going, you get to experience this together. The real plane is on this way to the ground, this is not real, again not tossing too many changes at you at once."
They sat there trying to digest what was just told them, and coming to realize that they are dead. Ray glanced over to Fred and saw that he was frozen, his hands gripping the seat in front of him and his face locked in an expression of fear.
"What's going on with Fred?"
"Oh, yeah, he's still on the plane, I'll get him in a second. We like to fuck with the atheists a little."
rating: 6
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