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Chapter 5
Seeing this news, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, that indescribable creature would directly affect the human spirit.
"But is the phenomenon I see now also an illusion, why is he not dead, this neck is twisted in a circle and a half and not dead"
Black clouds covered the scenery outside, the dark red light disappeared, and the cabin recovered as if nothing had happened.
The Chosen One of the Kimchi Country also recovered as before, as if nothing had happened, just sitting dumbfounded.
The quiet cabin was broken by the sound of banging, more and more urgent, and the frequency of the beating was accelerating, as if something bad was about to happen.
Before figuring out the situation, Xiaoyun wouldn't go to check it easily, but didn't the chosen one of the pickle country hear it?
It was as if someone was banging under the seat.
At ten o'clock and five minutes, it is estimated that it will crash, only five minutes, and then go to the end, find that the cockpit is ahead, walk to the cockpit door, and the mobile phone does not send a message, indicating that the front is safe.
Take a deep breath, open the cockpit of the plane, the seats are empty, but the directions and buttons on the plane seem to be controlled by a transparent person, shaking, and making some switch sounds.
When I walked in, I saw a newspaper on the seat, and Xiaoyun just wanted to pick it up and look at it, and his body was cold, as if something cold had entered his body.
Immediately after the body was uncontrolled, he picked up the walkie-talkie, and his mouth automatically spoke.
Dear passengers
, this flight will fall to the ground at 10:05 p.m. local time on July 21, 2005, please prepare for death.
After the flight attendant finished speaking, her face was strangely distorted, and her hands and feet shrank and bent at an incredible angle, as if they were squeezed by something.
"Damn, I can't control my body" Feeling the abnormality of the body, Xiaoyun gave up this skin bag and jumped out of a gap directly from the flight attendant's body.
The flight attendant turned around, the corners of her mouth smiled exaggeratedly, the originally beautiful appearance now turned into that terrifying and terrifying twisted face, the body began to smoke, severe burn marks, and finally was squeezed into meat mud and disappeared in the cockpit.
"..."
Huaxia Guo
" leaned, just wanted to guide the flight attendant, how did it suddenly become this ghostly look, scared Lao Tzu
" "Upstairs, don't say it, I just finished directing, I found that the flight attendant is this ghostly look, I may not be able to get up in this life
" "My goodness, this plane is full of monsters"
Xiaoyun stood in place for a few seconds, and was relieved to find that there was nothing unusual, It seems that the monster's killing conditions are not met, and it cannot kill me.
Xiaoyun picked up the newspaper on the ground and wrote on it.
Six years on the crash of Flight 4444 to Oss, only one person miraculously survived, and for some reason, at 10:05 the plane lost control and fell vertically, falling to the ground in only 30 seconds.
But these hands are a little familiar, this seems to be the hands of a flight attendant, haven't I already separated from the flight attendant?
Xiaoyun found out that he still looked like a flight attendant, and the painting system could not be used, and she had a foreboding feeling in her heart that it had done something to me.
Xiaoyun opened the door of the cabin, walked in, and found that there was someone in the seat before, and that person was very familiar, the same as he had entered this world with a girl's skin before.
What's going on, why is this happening, am I not here? Why is there another "I" over there
only to see the woman next to the little girl, feeding the little girl with her already badly burned hands.
Since there are still a few minutes left before the plane is about to crash, according to the rules mentioned above.
[Rule 8: Sometimes the original seat is safe, sometimes it is not]
This article is obviously a living seat in combination with the previous newspaper, but the seat of the crash has the original "he".
"So who am I now?" With this sudden identity change, Xiaoyun couldn't help but doubt his current identity. Now he is still a woman wearing a flight attendant uniform, with tight makeup painted on her face and a slender body.
Suddenly, a large number of memories that do not belong to me flow into my mind, it is the memory of this body flight attendant, from birth to adulthood, from school to graduation, from graduation to work, all clear.
A large number of his original memories passed, and his cognition began to be wrong, as if he felt that he was this woman, originally a flight attendant.
"At this time, it's only a few minutes, if I don't wake up..." While he still had some memory, his fingers quickly entered on the mobile phone screen, and after clicking Send, the flight attendant looked confused.
"Eh, what was I just doing, who owns this phone, and why is it in my hand," flight attendant Nan Nan said to herself.
"Sister, I want a drink," the little girl waved and called out to the flight attendant.
"Little sister, what do you want to drink, is the milk good" the flight attendant said to the little girl with a smile, pushing the dining car to the little sister.
"Good," the little sister took the milk and drank it.
The flight attendant pushed the food truck all the way back to the rest area, sat in the rest seat, took off her high heels and rubbed her legs.
"A little thirsty, open a glass of water and drink" took a bottle of drink from the dining car and unscrewed it hard, but the next second the glass bottle quilt was directly twisted and fell to the ground.
"Strange, do I have so much strength? , ah, my clothes, so nasty, where the drink comes in, the glass is so fragile. She pulled out the paper and wiped the liquid left on her body and cleaned the glass on the floor.
At this time, the mobile phone vibrates, attracting the attention of the flight attendant.
"Strange, who owns this phone and why is it in my hand" Her slender pink hand opened this pear mobile phone and clicked on the text message, but her face became puzzled when she saw the text message.
"This plane will crash at ten fifty, if you want to live you can only listen to my news, go find a little girl's seat, sit on it and buckle up, can ensure your survival, if you don't listen, your end is death
" "Inexplicable, spam text messages, all kinds of strange text messages this year, want to scare sister?" You're still too young," the flight attendant put her phone in her pocket, and although she didn't believe the text messages on her phone, she still subconsciously looked at the clock.
At ten twenty, three minutes before the crash, it should be impossible, she thought to herself, how could there be such a coincidence.
The flight attendant took a new uniform from the closet, and now the clothes on her body smelled of drink, and she had to go change into a dress.
Walking into the dressing room, looking at your defenseless self, feeling a little strange and feeling a little familiar, is this really yourself?
The flight attendant looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but look dumbfounded, but she still had to change her clothes, take off her liquid-soaked uniform and flesh-colored stockings, and put on a new uniform.
Subconsciously looking at the clock again, ten forty, and one minute, people will fidget once they know the date of their death, and she is no exception, sensitive to the number of time.
"But is the phenomenon I see now also an illusion, why is he not dead, this neck is twisted in a circle and a half and not dead"
Black clouds covered the scenery outside, the dark red light disappeared, and the cabin recovered as if nothing had happened.
The Chosen One of the Kimchi Country also recovered as before, as if nothing had happened, just sitting dumbfounded.
The quiet cabin was broken by the sound of banging, more and more urgent, and the frequency of the beating was accelerating, as if something bad was about to happen.
Before figuring out the situation, Xiaoyun wouldn't go to check it easily, but didn't the chosen one of the pickle country hear it?
It was as if someone was banging under the seat.
At ten o'clock and five minutes, it is estimated that it will crash, only five minutes, and then go to the end, find that the cockpit is ahead, walk to the cockpit door, and the mobile phone does not send a message, indicating that the front is safe.
Take a deep breath, open the cockpit of the plane, the seats are empty, but the directions and buttons on the plane seem to be controlled by a transparent person, shaking, and making some switch sounds.
When I walked in, I saw a newspaper on the seat, and Xiaoyun just wanted to pick it up and look at it, and his body was cold, as if something cold had entered his body.
Immediately after the body was uncontrolled, he picked up the walkie-talkie, and his mouth automatically spoke.
Dear passengers
, this flight will fall to the ground at 10:05 p.m. local time on July 21, 2005, please prepare for death.
After the flight attendant finished speaking, her face was strangely distorted, and her hands and feet shrank and bent at an incredible angle, as if they were squeezed by something.
"Damn, I can't control my body" Feeling the abnormality of the body, Xiaoyun gave up this skin bag and jumped out of a gap directly from the flight attendant's body.
The flight attendant turned around, the corners of her mouth smiled exaggeratedly, the originally beautiful appearance now turned into that terrifying and terrifying twisted face, the body began to smoke, severe burn marks, and finally was squeezed into meat mud and disappeared in the cockpit.
"..."
Huaxia Guo
" leaned, just wanted to guide the flight attendant, how did it suddenly become this ghostly look, scared Lao Tzu
" "Upstairs, don't say it, I just finished directing, I found that the flight attendant is this ghostly look, I may not be able to get up in this life
" "My goodness, this plane is full of monsters"
Xiaoyun stood in place for a few seconds, and was relieved to find that there was nothing unusual, It seems that the monster's killing conditions are not met, and it cannot kill me.
Xiaoyun picked up the newspaper on the ground and wrote on it.
Six years on the crash of Flight 4444 to Oss, only one person miraculously survived, and for some reason, at 10:05 the plane lost control and fell vertically, falling to the ground in only 30 seconds.
But these hands are a little familiar, this seems to be the hands of a flight attendant, haven't I already separated from the flight attendant?
Xiaoyun found out that he still looked like a flight attendant, and the painting system could not be used, and she had a foreboding feeling in her heart that it had done something to me.
Xiaoyun opened the door of the cabin, walked in, and found that there was someone in the seat before, and that person was very familiar, the same as he had entered this world with a girl's skin before.
What's going on, why is this happening, am I not here? Why is there another "I" over there
only to see the woman next to the little girl, feeding the little girl with her already badly burned hands.
Since there are still a few minutes left before the plane is about to crash, according to the rules mentioned above.
[Rule 8: Sometimes the original seat is safe, sometimes it is not]
This article is obviously a living seat in combination with the previous newspaper, but the seat of the crash has the original "he".
"So who am I now?" With this sudden identity change, Xiaoyun couldn't help but doubt his current identity. Now he is still a woman wearing a flight attendant uniform, with tight makeup painted on her face and a slender body.
Suddenly, a large number of memories that do not belong to me flow into my mind, it is the memory of this body flight attendant, from birth to adulthood, from school to graduation, from graduation to work, all clear.
A large number of his original memories passed, and his cognition began to be wrong, as if he felt that he was this woman, originally a flight attendant.
"At this time, it's only a few minutes, if I don't wake up..." While he still had some memory, his fingers quickly entered on the mobile phone screen, and after clicking Send, the flight attendant looked confused.
"Eh, what was I just doing, who owns this phone, and why is it in my hand," flight attendant Nan Nan said to herself.
"Sister, I want a drink," the little girl waved and called out to the flight attendant.
"Little sister, what do you want to drink, is the milk good" the flight attendant said to the little girl with a smile, pushing the dining car to the little sister.
"Good," the little sister took the milk and drank it.
The flight attendant pushed the food truck all the way back to the rest area, sat in the rest seat, took off her high heels and rubbed her legs.
"A little thirsty, open a glass of water and drink" took a bottle of drink from the dining car and unscrewed it hard, but the next second the glass bottle quilt was directly twisted and fell to the ground.
"Strange, do I have so much strength? , ah, my clothes, so nasty, where the drink comes in, the glass is so fragile. She pulled out the paper and wiped the liquid left on her body and cleaned the glass on the floor.
At this time, the mobile phone vibrates, attracting the attention of the flight attendant.
"Strange, who owns this phone and why is it in my hand" Her slender pink hand opened this pear mobile phone and clicked on the text message, but her face became puzzled when she saw the text message.
"This plane will crash at ten fifty, if you want to live you can only listen to my news, go find a little girl's seat, sit on it and buckle up, can ensure your survival, if you don't listen, your end is death
" "Inexplicable, spam text messages, all kinds of strange text messages this year, want to scare sister?" You're still too young," the flight attendant put her phone in her pocket, and although she didn't believe the text messages on her phone, she still subconsciously looked at the clock.
At ten twenty, three minutes before the crash, it should be impossible, she thought to herself, how could there be such a coincidence.
The flight attendant took a new uniform from the closet, and now the clothes on her body smelled of drink, and she had to go change into a dress.
Walking into the dressing room, looking at your defenseless self, feeling a little strange and feeling a little familiar, is this really yourself?
The flight attendant looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but look dumbfounded, but she still had to change her clothes, take off her liquid-soaked uniform and flesh-colored stockings, and put on a new uniform.
Subconsciously looking at the clock again, ten forty, and one minute, people will fidget once they know the date of their death, and she is no exception, sensitive to the number of time.
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