"The plane has landed at Ariona Airport. The current outdoor temperature is 3°C, accompanied by continuous torrential rain.
The plane is taxiing. For your safety and the safety of others, please remain seated and do not open the overhead compartments.
According to today's global death statistics, Ariona State's mortality rate has once again taken the top spot. We're very pleased that so many passengers are still able to visit us. We hope to see you again on your return flight."
The announcement ended amid a certain amount of electromagnetic static. The passengers were all obediently wearing their seat belts, and not one of them stood up early.
The camera footage began to take on a slightly dated quality. At times there were faulty noise specks, and at others, tangled interference lines.
The camera was currently aimed at the three seats on the left side of Row 13,
The footage zoomed in on a young girl by the window. She had a single horn and wore a black mask.
Even though the plane had already descended and all she could see outside were raindrops constantly striking the window and the runway, she still watched the scenery with great interest. It seemed to be her first time riding an aircraft.
The camera deliberately tilted downward as well.
Since the plane's heating was on, the girl had left her coat completely open. Beneath it, she wore only a tight-fitting white garment, which enclosed the abundant fruits produced by multiple doses of female-hormone catalysts, seemingly large enough to fill the entire frame.
Sensing that she was being filmed, the girl turned her head and glanced at the camera through the mask's horizontal-patterned pupils. She was not angry. Instead, she tilted her head and waved.
The camera then shifted to the middle seat.
A young