The seats on the plane reclined, but Katelina couldn't get comfortable. She woke more than once to the sound of Etsuko moaning in Japanese and had finally fallen into a deep sleep when she jerked awake to someone shouting.
"Is this normal?"
Something was being waved in her face. She grabbed it, and recoiled at the wet, sticky texture. She forced her eyes to focus on a towel covered in something gooey and black.
"What the hell is that?"
"You tell me!" Oren cried.
Katelina dropped the seat into a sitting position and struggled to stand. Was the plane leaking something? If so it probably wasn't dangerous, it would only delay them tomorrow. She yawned and wondered toward the bathroom. "Where did it come from?"
"She's throwing it up!"
Alarm bells went off in Katelina's head. Throwing up something black was never good. She hurried to the Japanese woman, who lay on her side. The black vomit was on her lips and she choked and wretched out another string of it.