Because of the sudden supernatural incident, the passenger plane had not flown to J City. Instead, following orders, it circled above an uninhabited wilderness until the incident was resolved or its fuel ran out.
At that moment, however, the passengers in the cabin remained completely unaware of the supernatural intrusion.
No one would have imagined that, in broad daylight, a haunting could happen aboard a plane.
But danger always arrived when least expected.
In the dimly lit cabin, more than a hundred passengers sat comfortably in their seats. Although the plane was flying at high altitude, it was remarkably quiet, with neither noise nor turbulence.
In such an environment, most people were drowsy. Even passengers who did not want to sleep could not help taking a brief nap.
A male passenger named Zhou Hao was one of them. Like most of the passengers, he was headed to J City. Having eaten too much before boarding, he now felt thirsty and wanted to call a flight attendant for a bottle of water. But after looking around several times, he realized there was not a single flight attendant on duty in the entire cabin.
He had even pressed the call button several times in a row, yet no one responded.
"What's going on?" Zhou Hao leaned out slightly and looked ahead and behind.
He discovered that the aisle doors at both the front and rear of the cabin were all closed. Other than the passengers, not a single member of the flight crew was in sight.
In the quiet cabin, he did not want to shout casually. He could only stand up, using the excuse of going to the restroom to find out what was happening.
But the moment he stood up, an air marshal in uniform immediately approached him.
"Sir, please