It was the summer of 1993 and our group of four friends were full of excitement as we prepared for a trip to a summer house near the south beach of Miami. Each one of us had saved up for this adventure. The plan was simple: gather at the O’Hare airport at 5:00 am, a whole one and a half hours before our flight was scheduled to board. As 16-year-olds, the idea of a small escape from our families was like a dream come true. Little did we know that this trip would be unlike any other.
The night before our flight, I packed my suitcase, excited about the days of fun ahead. But, in my excitement, a sudden, eerie feeling washed over me, and I could feel my hands tremble. I brushed it off as nerves, not realising that it was the first hint of what was to come. After packing I quickly brushed my teeth and went to bed to get at least a few hours of sleep. The next morning, I woke up at 3:30 am to get ready. I showered, brushed my teeth, put my favourite jeans on, a t-shirt and a plaid jacket. I then quickly drove to the airport and arrived there at 4:57am.
Turns out I was not the first one to arrive. Micheal and Sarah were already there and greeted me with excitement when they saw me arrive. Micheal is skinny, tall with long brown hair and warm brown eyes. His girlfriend Sarah has bright white teeth, blond hair, and grass green, observing eyes. They have been a couple ever since I joined school. “Where is George? Wasn’t he supposed to come with you?” “What? I thought he was supposed to come with you.”” Typical George, changing his plans all the time. Let us just hope he gets here in time.” “Let's grab some coffee since we still have some time before the plane boards.”
I looked at my watch and gasped "It is 6am - where is George?” “This is not him; I am getting worried!” said Sarah. I suddenly got the same eerie feeling and my hands started trembling again - but this time it was worse. We then heard the announcement to board the plane and rushed over to the gate. I was worried about George and hoped that he would be able to catch a later flight. And there he was! George rushed through the gangway, looked up, saw me, and waved at me. I pointed to the empty seat next to me and he came and sat down. I felt relieved and I could feel the tension leave my body but then I noticed something strange about George...