The scent

"Miss, miss the plane has landed", A feminine voice called through the darkness, breaching past the bleary black that I was put into. I gasped sharply for breath. I expected clean fresh air but l was rather met with a sickening yet a familiar stench of urine, sweat and musk. It was almost like the feeling of being jolted back to life with a defibrillator.

My head hurt so badly, a strong headache gnawing painfully at the intial intake. My eyes were wide open but my vision was blurry. Other than that there was also this loud buzzing sound in my ears when I tried to focus on the scenery before me. I squirted my eyes from the bright light that nearly blinded me before closing them to get used to the brightness. After several seconds, l fully opened up my eyes like a new born baby. The clean and neat rows of chairs and cabin walls told me what l needed to know. I was still in the airplane.

A pretty flight attendant was crouched in front of me but with her hand on her knees. She was calling