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Copyright – Rich Voza
Trust No One (100)
“We are now clear for takeoff,” said the muffled voice of the pilot.
Passengers shifted in their seats, their restless energy depleted from a number of false starts. The plane taxied to its position on the runway.
A man toward the front of the plane burst out of his seat, “Can’t you see it’s the drones? Or, didn’t you get the memo? They’re coming,” he pointed his finger in the air. “Don’t you hear that?”
“Sit down, Fox. You’re scaring the passengers,” whispered Scully.
An unidentified, aerial vehicle blew past them.
Fox smiled, “Drones, Scully.”
“Just a bird,” she murmured.