Chapter 5 - The Red Cabin
Passengers began to wake up, groaning in confusion at the harsh red emergency lights.
A woman in row four let out a sharp gasp as she read the glowing screen in front of her.
"Leah, run!" Silas yelled through the earpiece.
Leah stopped trying to look normal and broke into a desperate, full sprint.
She tore through the curtain into first class just as Marcus slammed the heavy door shut behind her.
Silas instantly ripped the rabbit from under Leah's shirt.
He placed the toy directly next to his baby, who was still wearing the first disc.
The red light on the baby's ribs began to blink frantically.
The hidden light inside the rabbit's fabric matched the exact same frantic rhythm.
"It is syncing," Silas muttered, staring intensely at the scanner screen.
"Come on, neutralize," he begged the machine.
The lights on both devices suddenly turned a solid, reassuring green.
The terrifying screen on Silas's scanner flashed a message confirming the local network was disabled.
Leah collapsed into one of the massive leather seats, gasping loudly for air.
"We did it," Leah whispered, her heart hammering painfully against her ribs.
"The proximity loop worked," Silas confirmed, wiping cold sweat from his forehead.
Marcus let out a massive sigh of relief and quickly unholstered his radio.
"I will inform the captain that the primary threat is contained," Marcus said.
Silas nodded, sitting back down and cradling his quiet son.
For a brief, beautiful moment, the cabin felt entirely safe.
Then, the plane violently pitched forward.
Leah was thrown completely out of her seat, crashing hard into the luxurious carpet.
Gravity shifted entirely as the massive commercial jet began a steep, terrifying dive.
Unsecured glasses and expensive laptops smashed against the forward bulkhead walls.
Marcus grabbed the doorframe to steady himself and desperately pressed the button on his radio.
"Cockpit, this is security detail, what is going on?" Marcus shouted.
There was only dead, crackling static on the radio channel.
The plane tilted even further, the engines screaming loudly as they fought against the unnatural angle.
Silas strapped his baby into the reinforced bassinet and turned to Leah with absolute horror in his eyes.
"The explosive devices were just a distraction," Silas realized.
Marcus finally got a response on his radio, but it was not the pilot speaking.
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It was a recorded, automated voice playing over the highly encrypted channel.
"Cabin depressurization in three minutes," the cold voice stated.
