[ WP ] The flight data recorder from Malaysian flight MH370 is retrieved.. the truth is beyond our creepiest imagination..

`` This is NTSB Special Investigator Charles Cunningham with the head of the Malaysian MH370 crash investigation team, Sarash Loong. In the room are is the head of the Chinese crash task force Lee Chiung, head of the Australian crash task force, Jonathan Wash. We have found the black box for the flight and are about to begin our review of the flight recorder. The flight data has already been reviewed and it was found that after less than an hour after take off, the course of flight MH370 was altered to take it over the Indian Ocean where the plane flew until it ran out of fuel and fell from the sky. Initial reviews indicate that the cabin depressurized about 2 hours into the flight for unknown reasons and was repressurized after a short amount of time. Hopefully we can figure out what happened after our review of the cockpit recorder.'' 
 
 Charles sat back in his chair and looked around the room at each of the participants. They were eager to begin and get the review over with after so many days of endless searching and the unceasing scrutiny of the press. The Malaysian investigator Sarash looked particularly eager to get started. This had n't been a good affair for them. 
 
 Sitting back in his seat and taking out his pen, he brought opened his notebook to begin taking notes and nodded at the computer tech in the corner of the room operating the black box data. The flight recording began. 
 
 ~Flight recording begins~ 
 *shuffling sound as bags are set down and stowed and the pilots enter the cockpit 
 
 `` Good morning Captain!'' 
 
 `` Good morning first officer. Fariq right?'' 
 
 `` Yes, sir'' 
 
 `` Please, please. Call me Zaharie. There's no need for such formality in my cockpit.'' 
 
 `` Haha thank you Zaharie. I am very excited to fly with you tonight! You're reputation precedes you. You have so much flight time and I've never even flown a 777 before.'' 
 
 `` Nothing to worry about Fariq. These things practically fly themselves.'' 
 
 *Several moments of switches being checked, the pilots calculating their flight statistics and prepping for take-off procedure, then a slight groan could be heard from the recorder. 
 
 `` Are you alright Zaharie?'' 
 
 `` Just a slight headache. Do you mind calling one of the stewardesses for some water?'' 
 
 `` Not a problem.'' 
 
 *Sounds of Fariq picking up the phone and calling the stewardess for water. Fariq gets up when she knocks and lets her enter the cockpit to drop off the water then she leaves. 
 
 `` Okay Fariq. Are you ready for this? I think you should lead the taxi and take-off. I'll supervise.'' 
 
 `` Are you sure? I've done the simulations, but I've never done an actual take-off.'' 
 
 `` You've got to learn sometime young man. There's no better day than today.'' 
 
 *A slight shuffle is heard in the background 
 
 Fariq's voice. `` What was that?'' 
 
 `` Probably nothing. Maybe one of our bags shifting in the storage.'' 
 
 `` Are you sure? I thought I heard something moving.'' 
 
 `` You're imagining things. I heard no such thing. Now concentrate on the take-off.'' 
 
 *Fariq and Zaharie handle the take-off and are now airborne - Time into flight: 0 hr 5 min 
 The sound of one of the pilots grabbing the comlink for cabin announcements comes through the speaker 
 
 `` Ladies and gentleman, this is your captain speaking. We have taken off from Kuala Lumpur International and are on our way to Beijing. Our flight looks clear from here and we are expecting to arrive in just under 6 hours. Our stewardesses will soon be coming down the aisle with refreshments and sleep masks if you require them since it is late tonight. I hope you enjoy your flight and thank you for flying Malaysian Airlines.'' 
 
 *The comm link is set back down 
 
 Zaharie's voice comes on `` I always like that part. Welcoming the passengers on board. The initial ascent and the real beginning of the flight. It never gets old.'' 
 
 Fariq chuckles then says `` You really enjoy this job do n't you.'' 
 
 `` Yes I do. This is my life. What about you?'' 
 
 `` I'm enjoying experience. I've worked so hard to get here and getting to pilot a 777 is really big for me. I want to see the world.'' 
 
 `` That's good to hear.'' Zaharie's voice trails off and takes on a different tone. `` I love flying. I wish things did n't have to be like this today though.'' 
 
 `` What was that?'' 
 
 `` Oh nothing Fariq. Sorry. The musings of an old man.'' 
 
 `` Are you okay Zaharie? You look a little off there.'' 
 
 `` No, no, it's nothing. I just had an unpleasant experience with family before the flight today. The thought just popped into my head. I'm fine.'' 
 
 `` Want to talk about it?'' 
 
 `` No Fariq. I'm sorry. It really is quite unpleasant. I'd rather just focus on the flight. Actually, if you want, I would n't mind some time alone if you would like to take a small nap. I can take this part of the flight.'' 
 
 `` Well I'm not really tired...'' 
 
 `` Fariq, I insist. It's late and when you wake up we'll do some flight training on the controls.'' 
 
 `` Okay. If you insist.'' 
 
 *Sounds of Fariq unbuckling and going to the cot. The cockpit remains quiet and soon the sounds of Fariq's steady breathing emanates through the cockpit. At this point the auto-pilot is engaged. Time into flight 0 hr 22 min. Zaharie is heard getting out of his seat and moving around the cockpit. The is a sound of compartment being opened and a zipper being opened. Urgent whispering can be heard but is incomprehensible. After a short time, the zipper is closed and Zaharie returns to his chair and sits in silence for several minutes. Time into flight 0 hr 55 min. Zaharie alters the flight path of flight MH370 away from the original flight path and towards the Indian Ocean. Fariq wakes up soon after and rejoins Zaharie 
 
 `` Anything happen while I was out?'' 
 
 `` No not really. Have a good nap?'' 
 
 `` Yes. It was refreshing, but now I am ready to work.'' 
 
 `` Of course, of course. First though... idle thought... have you ever heard of the banjang?'' 
 
 `` Um... yes. Yes it was a creature my mother used to scare me with as a child. But it is just a story. Not real at all... Wait did something happen to our flight path? It does n't look right.'' 
 
 `` I know of the Bajang. i used to hear it's meowling all night long. It haunted our property. It has haunted my family for a long time. We knew it's ways and we knew it's tricks. I thought I could tame it.'' 
 
 `` That's an interesting story Zaharie, but did you change our flight path?'' Fariq asks urgently. `` We're not on our original heading.'' 
 
 *A soft, sickening thunk comes through the recorder in the next moment. It sounds like a knife sliding into flesh. 
 
 `` Hrrnk.'' Fariq grunts and gasps out the next words. `` Wha... wha... why?'' 
 
 `` Shhh, Fariq. Save your breath. I stabbed your lung. You will not be able to scream.'' 
 
 *Another sickening slice of the blade can be heard and Fariq quiets. 
 
 `` I was telling you Fariq that I tried to tame the Bajang. And it was oh so friendly at first. Did you know it likes to eat children? Sickening I know, but worth the protection it provides. And there are children aplenty in the Malaysian streets. But as time went on it's appetite grew and grew. It used to be sated for weeks, but after a few years it demanded to be fed on a weekly basis. I could n't keep feeding it.'' 
 
 *Zaharie gets out of his chair and walks over to the compartment and opens it again. He opens the zipper and something comes out this time. There's a soft thump as something drops to the floor and walks across the cockpit. Then there is the sound of an animal tearing into flesh. 
 
 `` I flew so often Fariq. I loved it so much. The Bajang was supposed to protect my family. They did not know it. But I guess I was away too long this last trip. He grew so hungry Fariq. You do n't understand what happens when they are so hungry. I came home and my family was gone. How fickle the Bajang is. If he had just waited a day. But I guess this job worked me too hard.'' 
 
 *Zaharie returns to his seat and the sound of Fariq being eaten continues for over an hour. The beast sounds ravenous as it tears into the flesh. Time into flight: 1 hr 57 min. The cabin is depressurized. Oxygen is deployed but soon depleted. Enough time passes that the passengers must be dead. The cabin is repressurized. Zaharie is heard rising again and opens the door of the cockpit into the main cabin. The footsteps wander out of the cockpit and go into the cabin. The door shuts again. 
 
 `` Forgive me my transgressions but the beast must be killed. There is no other way. I'm sorry my beloved and my children. I failed you. Now I will fly to my death and take this beast with me.'' 
 
 *The recording continues until the beast can be heard beating on the cockpit door, but to no avail. The fuel eventually runs out and the last bit of the flight recording is the plane going into an uncontrolled descent. 
 
 ~Recording end~ 
 
 Charles looked up at the surrounding room. Everyone was pale and speechless. His notebook was only partially filled out. He had stopped writing ages ago as the recording went on. Nobody said a word. 
 
 Carefully he walked over to the computer technician and instructed him to delete the audio recording and then he turned to face the committee. 
 
 `` Clearly we can not tell anyone about what happened on the flight. We will have to go public that the cockpit recorder was damaged beyond repair and that the only conclusion we can come up with is that it was pilot error. Does everyone agree?'' 
 
 There was a chorus of nods. 
 
 `` Ok then. That closes the books on flight MH370.
