Nowhere to Run

Percy's complexion changed, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

Ruth, who stood beside him, couldn't help but curse under her breath, "What a crappy plane. They owe us compensation. This isn't over yet."

Percy shot her a glare, "Mom. Keep it down, will you?"

Ruth only had her son, Percy, whom she treasured like a gem. Scolded by him, she sheepishly closed her mouth.

Passengers began to