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Why did Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370, apparently in the “safest mode” of the flight – the cruising mode – suddenly disappear without a trace? Here is a fictional account by the captain, of what happened to the plane during its disappearance.
A swirling, sparkling purple “black hole” appeared in front of me. One moment it was there – and then next, it seemed to be gone. I was puzzled and completely dumbstruck.
As the captain of Malaysia Airlines MH370, I had 18,365 hours of flying time tucked under my belt, so that made me a very experienced pilot. But in all of my flying history, I had never seen anything like this before.
It had been about 50 minutes into the flight from Malaysia to Beijing. The plane was in autopilot mode and everything appeared to be cruising comfortably. The passengers were relaxed and my 12 cabin-crew members were about to serve the passengers their dinner.
But then, the sinister-looking purple hole suddenly loomed up in front of me again. It reminded me of one of those black holes in outer space that suck people through a vacuum and they are never seen again. But this one was purple and I had never seen anything like it before.
The colour of the hole was really mesmerising. The vibrant and beautiful magenta-purple colours and the shimmering sequined, vortex-like appearance of the hole, appeared to be hypnotising and drawing me straight into it. Despite being an experienced pilot, I felt as though I was in a trance.
Before I knew it, I was leading Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370 straight into the purple hole…
…and then the next thing I knew, I felt my stomach churning as the plane suddenly became sucked in. I felt the entire plane rising high into the air, propelled upwards by something that I couldn’t explain. I admit that I was feeling so petrified.
All around me, I couldn’t see anything except magenta-purple haze and shimmering purple stars.
My rational, scientific mind was scrambling to think of a possible scientific solution for what I was going through. But I was left completely dumbfounded. This seemed more like those Star Trek movies that I had watched as a child, instead!
I closed my eyes, preparing for the worst…
…and then, after what felt like an eternity, everything came to a stop.
I gingerly opened my eyes…
…and found myself staring straight into the eyes of a mutant creature, with a yellow lizard-like head, transparent wings and a black dinosaur’s body. It reminded me of the mutants from X-men.
I began to panic. Where was I? What was going to happen to all of the passengers under my care? My First Officer, Fariq, seemed to be just as dazed and confused as me. So I called my lead stewardess over and asked her to help walk down the rows and see if everyone was okay. But inside, my heart was racing.
After what felt like eternity, she came back and reported that all our passengers were alive and uninjured – but very scared. I breathed a sigh of relief.
But as the lead pilot, I had to figure out a way to get all of us out of this huge mess.
That was when I noticed not only one mutant animal-person in front of me but literally hundreds of them… and they were all completely surrounding my plane.
And like the first one I had seen, they all seemed to have an angry look on their faces. I panicked again.
Suddenly my logical mind dwelled on something. And I realised that they were all standing in formation… as though they were welcoming a leader….
…Who apparently arrived within a few more seconds, because I could hear his big, booming voice through my plane’s speakers.
“Greetings, Earth people. We have intercepted your flight with a powerful force field and changed your course to our world.
As you may have guessed, we live in an alternate world to yours, which is accessible through a purple force field, or black hole, as you may sometimes call it.
We are powerful mutants who need human slaves. That is why we called you and your plane here. We want you to work for us for the next 100 years.
Over the next few hours, our slave crew will come on board your plane and start picking off your passengers and crewmembers one by one.
As for you, Captain Zaharie, we have a very special fate for you – in the research laboratory, as a human subject.”
Nooo, this couldn’t be happening, I thought in despair. Now I was really panicking I desperately tried to think of a way out of this situation and find out how to save all of the people. None of the flying manuals or examinations had prepared me for this type of scenario.
I was really in a daze now. That was when I heard my First Officer Fariq’s voice speaking to the mutant people.
“You cannot keep us as slaves. It is not ethical. If your people let us go, we can try and create mechanical beings to work for you from our home and transport them here,” he said, in such a calm and serene voice that I was rather taken aback. He was only 27, but he really knew how to act in an emergency such as this.
But the mutant king was not buying any of it.
“What nonsense is this!” he laughed, “I command my mutant bee people surrounding this plane, to fly on board and capture the passengers now. Lock them in the dungeon. Oh, and Lady Icy, I want you to use your freezing powers and turn them into blocks of ice so that they can’t escape.”
“Yes Sir,” Lady Icy’s melodious female voice said, and I caught a brief glimpse of her large, blue face and snow-white hair.
Then I heard the sound of footsteps and my plane’s doors unlocking.
And before I knew it, a swarm of extraordinary large yellow mutant bees had buzzed into my plane, through both the front and emergency doors, and started grabbing people.
My First Officer and I immediately went to the passenger sections of the plane, in time to witness people screaming and yelling as the bee-like creatures, which apparently possessed iron-like strength, started to seize and grab them.
Some people were pulled out of the plane, but a few of the stronger and younger men managed to fight off the bees. I tried to do what I could to help, but to no avail.
I could only watch helplessly as the passengers and the cabin crewmembers slowly, but surely lost the fight and succumbed to their fate. More and more bees buzzed onto the plane each second. I knew that I would be next.
But through the plane’s open doors, I could also hear a commotion outside too.
“Dad, what are you doing? You can’t take these people away!” a young voice cried. I gave myself a few seconds to look at where the voice was coming from, and saw a young mutant girl, who was probably no older than fifteen, holding two of my plane’s passengers in her hands. I could see that there was another person gripping onto her back for dear life.
“I will fight you, Dad. This is the last straw,” she warned, “Please let these people go.”
But the older mutant leader, who I now recognised as her father, simply ignored her.
The girl wasn’t done yet, though. Without warning, she suddenly zapped her father with a pink lightning force – and he crumbled to the ground.
“You wouldn’t d..dare…” he managed to get out, before the lightning force struck his heart and the powerful mutant collapsed into a heap, on the ground.
Then suddenly, the most magical thing happened. The bees amazingly fell from the air and crumbled onto the ground where they stood. And I could see my dazed passengers all around. Some found themselves standing on the ground, while others were lying in a heap on the floor inside the plane.
But the most important thing was, my passengers and crew were all alive. Some had minor cuts, bruises and scratches, but nothing serious.
With the help of the young mutant girl, my co-pilot and I helped the passengers and cabin crewmembers back to their seats and we did a head-count.
But there was still one passenger missing! I was sure of that. I had done a head-count twice, and both resulted in exactly the same figure – 226 passengers, and 12 crewmembers. That only meant one thing: There was one person about to be left behind, if we didn’t find him or her.
So I spoke to the girl and asked her whether she had seen another person somewhere.
“Oh yes, a Chinese man. He’s frozen in a block of ice and locked in the dungeon. I can go get him now,” she said.
I begged, “Please do.”
So with lighting-fast speed, she zoomed away, and within no more than ten minutes, came back with a huge man-sized ice block.
“I can’t thaw him though,” she said, “I have to go and get Lady Icy, if she’s willing.”
Before I could respond, she was off again, and this time she had Lady Icy back, bound in handcuffs. And she appeared to be controlling Lady Icy’s mind as the blue-faced female mutant unfroze the Chinese man. Within seconds, he looked around and seemed dazed as we ushered him back to his seat.
“We of Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370 can’t thank you enough, for standing up to your father and saving our lives,” I spoke on behalf of everyone.
She gave me a small smile and added, “It’s not a problem. I feel that is my job. My father was telling everyone about his new plans to recruit slaves from Earth and I had to do something about it. Do you know that before this, he tried to become the leader of the entire Mutant Country too? He wants world domination, but I think he’s not very bright. So, I suppose you want to go home now?”
“Yes, please do!” I pleaded, on behalf of everyone.
She smiled. “I guessed so.”
The next minute, a purple force field appeared in the sky. My First Officer and I slowly got back into our seats and I taxied the plane down the makeshift runway and up into the air again.
This time, the purple force field could not be more welcoming!
So we went straight through it…
…and the next minute, I heard a human voice on my radio. “This is Beijing airspace. You are not cleared for landing. Who are you? Please state your name and intent.”
So I said, “This is Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370. We are on our way from Malaysia to Beijing. We were scheduled to land this morning. We want permission to land.”
I could hear gasps of shock and surprise on the other end of the radio.
Then I heard, “Are you sure you are Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370? If you are, do you know that your entire plane has been missing without a single trace, for the past 10 years?”
I could only muster a weak, “huh?”
“Yes,” the other voice said, “The date today is 8 March, 2024. What happened to you?”
I was so stunned that I almost passed out from total shock, right there in the plane’s cockpit…
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