She proceeded to divert her attention away from the rustle of the cabin, which was making her nervous. She reached into her tote for an old cd player that featured a blend of Billie Holiday and Buddy Holly, and promptly covered her ears with a pair of the unfashionable headphones from the 90s that were supposed to be easy on the eardrums.

With each passing tune, she found the bumpy transition between Billie Holiday’s eerie crooning and Buddy Holly’s light-hearted rock and roll to be more and more satisfying. She closed her eyes.

A few minutes later, when she had almost completely convinced herself that she was anywhere but in that wretched plane, she felt a tap on her shoulder.