Zack was not fast enough to decide, the captain picked up his bag to place it on top of the overhang shelf. Zack frantically clings to the bag as it lifts off the ground. Zack was in mid-air, gripping tightly onto the Captain's bag, his body extended and his legs dangling below. His face is contorted in desperation as he yells for the Captain to notice him, his voice echoing around the empty plane. His clothes wrinkle with every move he makes and his face is flushed with panic. Zack was met with the giant face of the captain.
Captain Charles' face was a picture of age and wisdom. His silver beard and hair were combed neatly, framing his wrinkled face and hazel eyes. His lips were full and soft, and his skin was a pale tan that showed the many years spent in the sun. His brows were furrowed in concentration as he spoke to the co-pilot Kai, unaware of Zack's presence.
Zack's face was contorted with desperation and his eyes were wide with panic. His voice was loud and his clothes were wrinkled from his frantic movements. He was flailing his limbs and calling out to the Captain, hoping to be noticed.
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