Chapter 3: In-Flight Suspicion
Midair, a flight attendant named Bethany lingered on a birthmark on my wrist and later asked to see my passport—odd, but I brushed it off. Then came her unsettling request: the pilot wanted to speak with me after landing.

Chapter 4: A Chilling Turn
Confused but curious, I agreed. As the plane descended into Los Angeles, anxiety replaced anticipation. When the passengers had all disembarked, a tall man with graying hair entered the cabin, locking eyes with me.

In that moment, I knew my life was about to change forever.