Black tentacles emerge from the ground and swiftly carry away a deeply unconscious passenger.

You look at the empty seats and slump to the ground.

Inhale—exhale—

The entire cabin suddenly expands, and the distance between the seats increases abruptly.

Time's up, and the passengers gradually wake up.

But the tentacles don't stop moving just because people are waking up.

Consecutively, passengers trapped in deep unconsciousness are being taken away, and the screams continue endlessly.

You're extremely afraid.

Glasses guy wakes up.

He opens his eyes, about to mock you, but suddenly gets dragged away by the tentacles.

Fear still lingers on his face.

You cover your mouth, a scream stuck in your throat.

"What's going on!"

"What is that thing?"

Chaos fills the entire cabin as passengers finally start to feel scared. They pound on the lounge door, shouting for the flight attendant or the captain to come out.

But it's all in vain.

You sit on the seat, still shaken.

Your other colleagues gather around you. You all feel that in times like this, it's safer to be with people you know.

The shouting continues for a long time, and you finally understand that no one will come out to explain.

You try to break into the door, but it's unusually sturdy. No matter how many people try to ram into it together, the door won't budge.

At this point, there are only over thirty people left in the cabin.

You discuss for a long time but can't come up with a solution.

Then, you suddenly notice that the people who were taken away were the ones who obtained jewels in the illusion.

Of course, others have also noticed this and feel fortunate that they didn't get any jewels.

You share your experiences with each other and realize that everyone was one step away from opening that door.

Behind the door is not the wealth you imagined; opening it would release the monster.

As for the people who were taken, their chances of survival are probably slim.

At that moment, a square-faced man silently starts collecting the scattered jewels.

"What are you doing? At a time like this, you still have the mood to take these things! Aren't you afraid of having a life to take but no life to spend?"

A red-haired woman scolds sharply.

"If we don't take them, it doesn't necessarily mean we can get out. If we really can get out, these items are worth a lot of money."

The square-faced man mutters while his hands continue to move.

You're stunned.

The other passengers are also stunned.

Yes, if they can get out, all of these can be exchanged for money!

Everyone's gaze gradually becomes fervent.