Dead Air - Episode 6
by Travis Pennington
Are you there?
Please talk to me, Sis.
I can explain, but first we need to get you on the ground.
Trust me, you’ll understand everything in a few hours.
What explanation could you possibly have for spying on me in my bedroom?
I mean, REALLY?? You’re my brother for chrissake.
And this is what you do?
Whatever was on that video…
You should know it isn’t true.
Then explain it, John.
And don’t give me some line about imagining things.
Think about it…
You’re on a plane full of dead people.
You heard your dead mother’s voice from the lavatory.
You saw yourself on the news as a suspected bomber.
These things are…
Impossible. I know.
Then why would they seem so real to you?
I don’t know.
Maybe someone is playing the ultimate mind game on you.
But why me?
And for WHAT??
I could maybe understand someone doing this to a billionaire or the First Lady.
But I’m nobody.
Maybe you just don’t know WHO you really are yet.
But one thing’s for sure…
Anyone capable of killing everyone aboard a plane and leaving only one person alive can certainly alter a video.
So how about trusting me a little?
Okay.
But there’s something I need to do first.
What is it?
Sis?
I think we should discuss everything you plan on doing first.
Sis??
Sis???
I’m here.
I just…
What did you do?
I forced open the lavatory door…
The one where I heard my mother’s voice.
And? What happened?
It was empty.
There was a speaker hooked up to an iPhone.
I don’t understand.
It’s like someone was pretending to be my mother.
Talking to me about the past.
About things nobody knows.
Nobody besides Father.
And you.
Okay let’s not worry about that right now.
We need to focus on getting you on the ground first.
Then we can figure everything else out.
Can you get to the cockpit?
I think so.
I’m on my way there now.
Oh God.
What is it?
Sis?
There’s a family in business class.
A mother and father and a little girl.
She’s only about six.
And her eyes…
I could swear I saw them move.
But now she’s just staring at me.
Unblinking.
Pale.
Dead.
Try not to look.
Stay focused on getting to the cockpit.
I’m trying.
It’s just a few feet away.
Wait…
I hear something.
Someone is SINGING.
Where’s it coming from?
It’s coming…
It’s coming from inside the cockpit.
My God.
It’s a little girl.
What??
A little girl is singing in the cockpit.
“Here we go round the mulberry bush”…
Over and over and over.
Have you tried talking to her?
I knocked on the door.
And I just banged.
But she just keeps singing.
Try the door.
I already did.
It’s locked.
Hold on…
Someone just slipped something under the door.
Under the cockpit door?
Yes.
What is it?
Sis?
Sis??
I don’t think I can do this anymore.
What do you mean?
I can’t take another second of this.
What happened?
What did you find?
The girl…
She told me she had something for me.
She told me to pick up the paper on the floor.
What was it??
A picture.
A picture of my mother.
Her autopsy.
She was…
She was naked and all cut open.
My God.
And now the little girl is singing again.
“Here we go round the mulberry bush.”
And she’s giggling at the end of every verse.
Okay, try to block out her voice.
I know it’s difficult, but you can’t give up.
There should be a phone near the door.
The flight attendants use it to talk to the captain.
Pick it up and ask if anyone can hear you.
Sis?
Are you there?
5 minutes later
I’m here, John.
I ran up the stairs leading to first class.
The girl…
She said she had something else for me.
Something ELSE??
Fire ants.
Hundreds crawled out from under the door.
Now I’m standing by the curtains to the first-class cabin.
But I’m afraid to pull them back.
I hear something.
From behind the curtains?
Yes.
People talking.
I’m going to open them.
Don’t.
Chrissy ignores John and opens the curtains.
10 minutes later
Chrissy?
Sis?
Sis?? Are you there?
Please tell me you’re okay.
I’m here.
Where are you?
What happened?
I’m not really sure.
The fire ants…
They were coming up the stairs.
Except there were more.
Hundreds.
And the little girl was singing the entire time…
“Here we go round the mulberry bush.”
And then Mom…
You heard your mother again?
Through the intercom.
She kept telling me that I killed him.
"You killed your father. You killed your father."
And then I started coughing.
The fire ants were almost at my feet and I was almost choking.
And I was so hot.
Like I had a fever.
Are you okay now??
I blacked out.
And when I woke up…
I was sitting up here in first class.
A lady is talking to me now.
Another strange voice?
A flight attendant.
I don’t understand.
Sis?
Everything is normal up here.
I just told her what’s happening downstairs.
But she said she came from downstairs a few minutes ago…
And everything’s normal in the plane.
She said the plane has started its descent into Paris…
And I need to return to my seat or she’ll have to report an unruly passenger.
Oh God, John.
What’s going on??
What should I do?
You should pray.
It’s about to happen, sis.
What are you talking about?
God’s plan.
You can put your phone away now.
You’re not going to need it anymore.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT??
I don’t understand.
Why won’t I need my phone??
Look over your shoulder and everything will be clear.
What?
I really don’t understand.
Everything’s going to be OK.
Just look over your shoulder.
Why??
WHY, John??
Because I’m sitting right behind you.
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