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3:06PM

All I can hear is a buzzing high pitched sound. Kind of like when you watch a movie when a bomb just exploded and the actors are in slow motion reacting painfully to the audio's high pitched sound. In my case I can't even physically react. I try to open my eyes but they seemed to be glued shut. All my other senses are heightened as I lay on the ground somewhere what seems to be lots of dirt and grass as I feel with my exposed skin. I smell fire, burnt metal and I can taste copper in my mouth which I can't even seem to open at this time.  All I can see are my eyelids and their dull red glare. Something shifts overhead casting a shadow on my already impaired lack of vision. I then feel it, the last words I think of as I see the shadow covering my lids and supposedly my body is--I'm sorry. I have failed.

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Three hours ago 12:06PM:

Attention all passengers, American Airlines Flight A4K25 are now taking passengers for boarding. Please…

Emily Stock didn't hear anything more after that as she rushed towards the TSA line so that she can have her and her package checked. It was annoying that she was told last minute during lunch that she had to take a three-hour flight to Atlanta to deliver a package. It was odd that her boss did not think that a courier like FedEx could have done the same job. She probably thought that her boss was trying to be cheap since she was also only given coach seats for her and the package that she was delivering. Nothing else was said about what she was sending the CDC other than to never let it out of her sight and never open it. The package felt cold and heavy, probably a human organ or something, Emily didn't care. She just wanted be home before 9PM so that she can watch her college football game.

    Once it was her turn Emily set down her package to be X-Rayed while she was being frisked. She provided the letter of authorization for her to travel with the package. As she boarded the plane, she imagined the package moved. She thought it was silly, she was just probably hungry since she was not able to have lunch properly. Since I'm going to be reimbursed in this flight I'll order the most expensive thing on the in-flight menu she said to herself. It was the least she can do to enjoy herself.

    Emily finally sat on her assigned seat and set down the package to the empty seat next to her. She saw the other passengers with her. There were some businessmen in their dark suits and them trying to fit their medium sized briefcases in the overhead bin, a family of five with a baby (Emily rolled her eyes; Please let it sleep during the flight, I am not paid enough for stress in a three-hour flight for a crying baby, she thought) and an Asian couple, probably tourists, who look like they're on their honeymoon.

    Emily reclined her seat, shut her eyes and took a nap.