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When the captain announced over the intercom that my flight was about to take off soon, I felt a surge of jitters going through my stomach. I had always hated taking flights and I knew that for the next few hours, I was in for a hard time. The cheerful faces of the air stewardess were a stark contrast to my pale and ashen face. I felt the plane gathering momentum as it lifted off from the runway.
I had hardly recovered from the trauma of taking off when the hijacking occurred. One of the passengers clad in a flowing trench coat suddenly stood up and shouted wildly in a foreign language, grabbing a pistol in his right hand. The passengers shrieked in fear and the composed faces of the air stewardess were transformed into fear. From an adjoining aisle, one of the hijacker's compatriots came into the cabin and muttered some instructions.
What followed was sheer hell as the hijackers stationed themselves at each end of the aisle to keep a watchful eye on the passengers. To my utter dismay, I realized that the plane was landing, I had to go through another terrible ordeal as the plane landed bumpily back on the runway.
Throughout this time, we had no knowledge whatsoever of what the hijackers wanted. There was only a tense silence that permeated the entire cabin as the passengers stared stonily at the vicious looking hijackers. From my window seat, I saw some army trucks surrounding the plane and loads of armed personnel scurrying about on the runway. For the umpteen times since I boarded the plane, I felt nauseous and panic overwhelming me.
Hours passed without any visible sign of progress in the situation. The situation came to a standstill as my nerves started to calm down. I saw the runway gathering darkness as nightfall descended. The hijackers remained like some demon sentinels without a trace of emotion. Suddenly, there was an angry shout from an adjacent cabin and the leaders of the hijackers stormed furiously into our cabin. One of them dragged me out with his powerful hands, gripping me by the hair. I screamed as he pulled me towards the entrance. I felt excruciating pain all over me and struggled to keep myself from losing consciousness. Some women screamed in horror and started hiding.
What followed was swift and sudden. As the hijackers opened the hatch of the cabin, suddenly a muffled explosion was heard and the lights in the plane went off. There were loud cries of terror and the crack of gunshots. Within seconds, the light came back on and we saw the police subduing the hijackers. The rescue operation had taken less than five minutes. The hijackers were caught.
When the captain announced over the intercom that my flight was about to take off soon, I felt a surge of jitters going through my stomach. I had always hated taking flights and I knew that for the next few hours, I was in for a hard time. The cheerful faces of the air stewardess were a stark contrast to my pale and ashen face. I felt the plane gathering momentum as it lifted off from the runway.
I had hardly recovered from the trauma of taking off when the hijacking occurred. One of the passengers clad in a flowing trench coat suddenly stood up and shouted wildly in a foreign language, grabbing a pistol in his right hand. The passengers shrieked in fear and the composed faces of the air stewardess were transformed into fear. From an adjoining aisle, one of the hijacker's compatriots came into the cabin and muttered some instructions.
What followed was sheer hell as the hijackers stationed themselves at each end of the aisle to keep a watchful eye on the passengers. To my utter dismay, I realized that the plane was landing, I had to go through another terrible ordeal as the plane landed bumpily back on the runway.
Throughout this time, we had no knowledge whatsoever of what the hijackers wanted. There was only a tense silence that permeated the entire cabin as the passengers stared stonily at the vicious looking hijackers. From my window seat, I saw some army trucks surrounding the plane and loads of armed personnel scurrying about on the runway. For the umpteen times since I boarded the plane, I felt nauseous and panic overwhelming me.
Hours passed without any visible sign of progress in the situation. The situation came to a standstill as my nerves started to calm down. I saw the runway gathering darkness as nightfall descended. The hijackers remained like some demon sentinels without a trace of emotion. Suddenly, there was an angry shout from an adjacent cabin and the leaders of the hijackers stormed furiously into our cabin. One of them dragged me out with his powerful hands, gripping me by the hair. I screamed as he pulled me towards the entrance. I felt excruciating pain all over me and struggled to keep myself from losing consciousness. Some women screamed in horror and started hiding.
What followed was swift and sudden. As the hijackers opened the hatch of the cabin, suddenly a muffled explosion was heard and the lights in the plane went off. There were loud cries of terror and the crack of gunshots. Within seconds, the light came back on and we saw the police subduing the hijackers. The rescue operation had taken less than five minutes. The hijackers were caught.
