[ WP ] Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370 lands in Beijing Airport , 3 Months late - passengers claim to have flown as normal .

Smoke from the cup slowly dispersed in the air. I reached forward and took a sip of the tea I ordered just a minute ago. It was quiet in the cabin. The baby that was crying seemed to have fallen asleep in his mother's arms and the little boy playing running up and down the aisle was back in his seat. 
 
 *Ding. * The flight attendant picked up the little telephone by her seat. `` We will be landing shortly. Please power off all electronic devices at this moment and pull up your seat back to the normal position. Fold up your trays and buckle up your seat belts.'' 
 
 It was as if everyone in the cabin has just let out their stream of piss after holding it in for five hours. The long flight will soon be over. I turned my head and scouted around at everyone else. They were all so motionless, almost as if I was on a plane all by myself. My eyes crossed with the young flight attendant standing down the aisle. She was gorgeous. Not like any other women I've ever seen before. I gave her a small smile and she smiled back. 
 
 The small screen before me flickered and I reached out and tapped it. *Estimated flight time: 5 minutes. * The small line of text appeared before my eyes. I glanced out the window as the city of Beijing became larger and larger before my eyes. As the wheels touched the ground, the rumbling from the landing made my tea splash around in the cup. I clutched onto the arm rest as the plane slowed down. 
 
 *Ding. * `` We have landed at the Beijing International Airport. Please remain seated until the captain turns the seat belt sign off.'' Disobeying what's been told to them, people started to stand up and grabbed their luggage. I looked out at the building beside the plane and noticed a large crowd of people waiting beside the exit stairs of the plane. There were news reporters standing out there with cameras out on everyone's hands. 
 
 Is there a famous person on the plane? There's no way I could have missed someone like that! I stood up but everyone looked pretty ordinary to me, no one's especially flashy or stood out in any ways. 
 
 As I made my way down the stairs, one of the reporters rushed up to me and held the microphone by my mouth. Startled, I took a step back. `` Wha-what's this about?'' 
 
 `` I'm here with a passenger from Flight MH370. Sir, what happened on the plane?'' She pointed the mic back at me. 
 
 Confused, I replied, `` um, what do you mean?'' 
 
 `` The flight,'' she immediately followed up, `` the flight you've been on has been missing for months.'' 
 
 Missing for months? What is she talking about? And why does everyone seem so surprised and frightened? `` I- I have been flying for 5 hours. Missing for months? What is this all about?'' 
 
 `` It seems like the passenger is still confused about the situation. As our doctor stated earlier today when the flight first appeared back onto the radar, this could be signs of post traumatic stress disorder.'' The reporter turned around and faced back at the camera. 
 
 They must be crazy. I stepped away and walked towards the building. A man wearing a Miami Heat shirt bumped into me and knocked me backwards. I struggled to regain balance but ended up falling backwards. And then it was all darkness. 
 
 Someone was shaking me, yelling at my face. I slowly gained conscious and met eyes with a masked man. `` Wake the hell up and stay in your seat.'' He shoved me against the back of my seat and continued on behind me. 
 
 What just happened? I'm back on the plane? I fell asleep. Has n't it been five hours already? I looked down at my watch, *6:00 AM. * Six? The plane should have landed at four o'clock, not six. I panicked and looked around. There were two more masked man standing down the aisle. Everyone else, frightened, remained in their seat. 
 
 I looked back at the man again before reaching into my carry-on bag. Being a CIA agent I've learned that every moment could be dangerous, and by the looks of it I'm in a very bad situation. I quickly pulled out my gun and knife and leaned back in my seat. My colleague, sitting across the aisle from me, made eye contact with me and we gave each other a nod. 
 
 As the other man walked through the curtain between the first class cabin and the economy cabin, I quietly stood up and followed up on the masked man behind me. Others behind me noticed what was about to happen and yelled at the man to distract him. I slowly crept up behind him, and as I locate the weapon still clipped onto the side of his belt I kneed his back as hard as I could. As he was just about to scream out in pain, I wrapped my hand over his mouth and placed him in a headlock position. His face slowly got redder and redder, until he stopped struggling and passed out. My colleague immediately followed up and zip tied his hands and feet. 
 
 I took off his mask and put it on and called up towards the first class cabin, `` hey come and gim me a hand, this guy's being a little rough.'' As the second man walked through the curtain, my colleague gave him a good old marine neck chop and he fell to the ground like a rock. After tying up the second man, I handed my partner his mask and we made our way towards the front of the plane. 
 
 We approached the door to the cockpit. `` You want left or right?'' 
 
 `` Left.'' 
 
 He slowly turned the handle and the door opened with a creaky sound. Two men were sitting in the place of the pilots. I glanced at the two sides of the room and saw the pilots against the wall. One of them looked up at me with fear. I brought my finger up to my lips and motioned for him to stay silent. He quickly identified us to be on the good side. I gave him a quick nod and reached forward, locked the masked man's head and without a thought, snapped his neck. My partner mimicked me and we dragged their lifeless bodies out of the seats. 
 
 Suddenly, I lost my balance as the plane started to descend at a fast pace. `` Help him to his seat!'' I yelled as I carried one of the pilot back onto his seat. 
 
 `` Thank you.'' He coughed, and quickly pulled back on the control wheel. `` Hang on to something!'' 
 
 I felt my feet being pressed hard against the floor as the plane slowly dragged its way back onto course. `` I'll leave you two be. If you need anything we'll be in economy.'' 
 
 Like heroes, we walked back to our seats as everyone applauded for the two of us. We smiled and replied `` Just doing our jobs'' to everyone. 
 
 The light flickered. *Ding. * `` This is your captain speaking. We have just been involved in what seems to be a terrorist attack. Thanks to the two men, it seems like we're out of trouble. However, due to continuous flight for 3 hours over the originally planned landing time, our plane is now low on fuel and our destination is nowhere close enough for us to make the landing possible. This means that every second could be the last. I will do my best to land this plane, but once the limit is reached, there will not be anything I can do.'' 
 
 Just when it seems like the entire plane has quieted down, all hell broke loose. 
 People started crying and screaming. The little boy that sat beside my partner started to tear up. `` Are we going to die?'' 
 
 My partner hesitated and replied, `` yes.'' He leaned over and held the boy in his arms. 
 
 I looked out the window at the bright sunlight piercing through the clouds as our plane flew lower and lower. My tea seems to be have cooled down. I reached forward and took a sip of the tea ordered hours ago. Holding tight to the edge of my armrest, I closed my eyes and leaned back in my seat. 
 
 As I let my thoughts overflow in my mind, the loud cabin slowly died down as a loud rumble struck my ears. 
 
 `` I guess this is it.'' 
 
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