Awoken from the turbulence, only to be greeted by this foul odor of death. he turns to his wife to ask "who farted ?", as the cabin smells something awful. But to his surprise, she's not there. Infact, no ones is, He looks around the cabin to find every seat empty. Row after row, completely deserted.. a silence so eerie, broken only by the rattling of the seat trays, as the plane begins to shake violently. He can sense the nose dipping now, accompanied by a churning sensation in the pit of his stomach, his heart pounding. He turns to the window as the clouds break, he can see the moon glimmer off the ocean below. and he thinks to himself "at least i dont have to meet my inlaws"