The night had come, and silence completely filled the plane. It felt good, but also odd. The silence, the quietness, the faint noise of the plane just made it as if I was by myself.
I wasn't sure if I wanted to be by myself.
But then, as I looked around, I felt a sudden urge that created a certain, but little problem. "Okay, it's just me. Just…get up…" I trained myself, as I grasped the seats in front of me and rose to my feet.
I staggered through Hans's limp feet, as I headed towards the bathroom. But then, as I did, suddenly some 'psst' me. I turned around, seeing Brie awake, playing a game on that screen that to the side of her that was being held by this black metal hand.
"Where are you going?" she asked quietly. "Bathroom," I said, throwing my head in that direction. She nodded. Then, she got up from her seat and walked towards me.
