As you and your friends, Amber and Justina stepped on to your flight, the attendant gave you guys a strange set of rules.

"May I check your tickets please?" She asked kindly, her lips twitched up in a friendly- yet forced smile. Like she wanted to help but couldn't say it aloud. She secretly pressed a folded piece of paper while handing all of your tickets back. You glanced at it, wondering what it was. The three of you girls then took your seat.

Once settled, you unfolded the piece of paper. 'Rules For Survival' it read in messy, but legible, writing. Clearly the attendant had quickly wrote this just before the flight.

don't speak to anyone of the sheet. check the time, you three are the only humans here. each rule applies to the hour of time. first hour- don't speak to anyone. no matter what. second hour- if someone mentions the window don't look out. third hour- listen to the captain's instructions. fourth hour- evade the chaser. fifth hour- jump out the plane when it lands. you should be safe by then. good luck- Attendant Macey.*

At first, you all thought it was a joke. Until a man Sat down beside you, almost robotically. He had a laptop in front of him but he stared blankly ahead. "Do you wear headphones often?" He asked, no emotion. "How would you feel if I were to cut your hand off right now?" He asked, as if he was talking about the weather. Like an emotionless creature.