[ WP ] The person sitting next to you on a plane leans over and says , `` Do n't ask me how I know this , but this plane is going to crash before it reaches Newark . ''

I sat there, mouth agape looking at this figure besides me. Why did he look so... dark. I ask him how he knows. He smiles. 
 
 `` I like to think I have a little more knowledge than others. 
 
 I ask him, `` Why are you telling me? Why not the others?'' 
 
 He stands up and yells `` You're all going to die.'' 
 
 No one responds or even looks at him. He sits back down and look at my face only to see my lost expression. I come to my senses and look at him. 
 
 `` Are you death? When will it happen? Will I see my family again?'' 
 
 He looks at me confused, `` Oh, you must have misunderstood... the crash happened a few minutes ago, this is just simply a memory.'' I looked down in time to see my hands start to fade. 
 
 

