"The engine!" Cilian yelled over the loud rumbling.
The cabin pressure dropped instantly, the air turning into a screaming vacuum that threatened to suck the oxygen right out of their lungs and spit it all outside.
The flight attendant let out a shrill cry as she was thrown against the bulkhead, but Cilian didn't even glance her way. His eyes were locked onto Ren, stripped of all mockery, replaced by a terrifying, singular focus.
And Ren… he just couldn't believe all of this was happening and was ready to believe that this was one of Cilian's pranks. But it did not stop pr hide he dread creeping in his face.
"Ren! Look at me!" Cilian commanded with a light, almost loving tone, trying to bring a dreading Ren back to the present moment.
Before Ren could look at him, the plane pitched sharply to the left, the nose diving toward the dark expanse of the ocean below.
