Midnight flight
It was the midnight flight, and all the passengers were tired and grumpy from delay after delay. Jess had been in New York on business and now had a 7-hour flight to London; luckily, she snagged a window seat. She looked out the window at the dark expanse of sky. There was a full moon, and it was a clear night. It looked to be a straight forward flight, but Jess couldn't shake the unease in her stomach, and the feeling was building.