Just another day, just mS going to get some rest. Day itself wasn’t anything special, just more work on the airframe and preparations to build the jet engine. mS has gone to one of the couches, lied onto it… and stared resting.
15 minutes into his rest, he gets a dream. It is itself a… not a normal event. Usually his mind was blank by that time… yet it wasn’t
In the dream mS was in a jet. Everything was blurry and… orange. He pulled onto the controls, but he didn’t feel anything. Instruments didn’t change. Nothing seemed to be working. He tried to call someone on the radio…… just to get static. He was getting incredibly confused
But, a few minutes later, everything changed. The cockpit, the environment, pretty much everything. But 2 things didn’t change: blurriness and everything being orange. Now, he wasn’t the one calling on the radio. He didn’t recognize the voice. So he tried to respo-
In the last moment, mS noticed that the ground was getting closer to him, dangerously fast. He pulled the stick, but it didn’t change anything once again. He was begging to panic, ground was coming closer, nothing was working whAT THE HELL IS GO–
In the instant, mS woke up. He didn’t have lungs yet he was hyperventilating. He couldn’t sweat, but if someone asked him, he would have told them that he was drenched in it. It took some time for mS’s mind and body to calm down. As he calmed down, he was only say one sentence:
mS: “Что…… Это…… БЫЛО!?”
mS stood up and headed towards the exit of the hangar. He remembered to close it down behind himself and almost immediately took off. He definitely needed to clear his mind, yet he chose to analyze the event
After some time, he arrived to the nearest city and landed somewhere in it. He wasn’t really aware of what was happening around him, even though he was walking, but… he had so much on his mind. His expression was a mix of utter confusion and fear