söndag 18 november 2018

A change of air




"Smile! One more for the readers!", the photographer said and snapped a last picture. "Excellent".
The journalist next to him went through his notes, still disbelieving the whole story. "Tell me again, in short this time, what happened up there".
 The girl in the captains chair made a low sigh, still unaccustomed to the whole situation. "Alright. It was like this...."

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 "This is Captain Andrews speaking. Buckle up. It looks like we will hit some turbulence up ahead. Nothing serious but it will be a slightly bumpy ride".
Nick Andrews turned off the microphone and focused on the task at hand.

"Whoa. Pretty", his first officer said from the seat next to him. And Nick agreed. It was like flying through a palette of colors that became inceasingly more vivid for every second. Not to forgetting that the turbulence was becoming worser as well.

"What is that?", Nick heard his first officer say, snapping him out of the mezmerised state he had been in.
He barely had time to react before a giant ball of energy hit them.

"What...what happened?" Nick moved away hair that obscured his vision. He recognized where he was. He was in the passenger cabin of his own aircraft.
People all around him began to scream in their seats. It was utter chaos. At the same time he noticed that the nose of the aircraft was pitching down into a shallow dive. Someone wasn´t controlling the aircraft!

When scrambling towards the cockpit he discovered that he wasn´t himself anymore. He wasn´t even a he. But that was a problem for later on. Now he had to save the aircraft, crew and passengers.

 After furiously knocking on the door to the cockpit his old body opened up, with an bewildered look on his face. "I-I... have no idea...", he stammered.
"Get out of my way!", Nick bellowed, or at least tried to bellow with his much higher voice, and pushed his old body away.

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".....then I steered the aircraft back to safety and the rest do you know".

There was an awkward silence betwen them.
Nick thought the journalist still seemed skeptic. Bodyswaps high up in the air, who could blame him for thinking it sounded outrageous.

Outrageous or not, Nick had better things to do. They had found the luggage belonging to this girls body and he was dying to take a shower and shift into a different set of clothes.






 

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