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HAVE A NICE FLIGHT
[The thing that jolts you awake is the sudden drop.
Maybe you gasp. Maybe you hold onto your seat as tightly as you can. Whatever you do, it doesn't help your stomach, or stop the overwhelming scent of flowers from tickling your nostrils. Nor does it unbuckle your seat belt, as you are strapped into a seat that is...well, it's comfortable, but not helpful when you don't know where you are.
You'll figure it out soon enough. You're inside a strange room of some kind, and opening the windows reveals nothing but clouds, lightning flashing across the sky...and a moon as red as blood. Its light seems to be much stronger than any light that comes from within the place you are now, which seem to flicker and lose power at the worst intervals.
Not only that, but you're not alone. There are 14 others with you, and only those 14. And--you have power. You don't know what it is, not yet. But instantly you know you have a power. It's just a matter of you figuring out that power, since the doo-hickey you find in your room doesn't help you figure it out.
And yes, you're flying. If you don't know what an airplane is, well. Welcome to the future, friend. It's looking to be a not-so-great one so far.]
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[And in a snap, she's pouting and crossing her arms instead of trying to keep herself serious.]
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[She's already checking in seat pockets.]
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With all the jerking movements of the plane, they could have fallen off while I was unconscious and slid away somewhere...
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