[center][color=0076a3][h1]- Valen -[/h1][/color][/center][hr]
Valen grasped his head firmly with both hands, pushing in positive directions until his neck made a series of four [i]cracks[/i]. Exhaling through his nose, the man repeated the motion in the opssite direction, forcing his neck to pop multiple times before released a heavy sigh and leaning back into his seat, popping his fingers one by one.

His beck was tense, but there was nothing he could do about it now. Valen disliked being in such cramped spaces for prolonged periods of time; he was unable to move, stretch, or do anything to change his situation until the plane landed. While he wasn't claustrophobic, tight spaces had always worn on his nerves, leaving his muscles tense and his temper short.

Valen unbuckled his seat belt and stood, grabbing on to the back of his seat to steady himself as he removed his bag from the overhead compartment. The girl in the row behind Valen's chair stared blatantly at him, her unblinking eyes watching him with the utmost curiosity. Valen offered a small smile to her and wiggled his eyebrows, sitting back down to escape her prying gaze.

Valen placed his laptop in the bag he had pulled from the compartment overhead before sneaking a look between the seats behind him, confirming that the small girl was still observing him. The older boy next to her, most likely her brother, didn't seem to notice the quiet staredown. Valen sighed and turned back around, ignoring her prying eyes as he pulled out his phone and tuned out he rest of the world.

The first wave of turbulence surprised Valen, however he pushed it aside, unconcerned with a small amount of rough air. As the disruptions began increasing in intensity and frequency, he loooked around, alarm displaying on his features. A few started exclaimations came from the back of the plan, reflecting the concern the entire cabin felt.

The shrieking howls of wind outside began to batter the plan, drowning out the crackling voice of the flight attendant over the speaker as gravity suddenly shifted, pulling Valen towards the back of the plan.

The boy behind him began screaming a word, possibly a name, frantically, however the groaning of the hull overpowered his voice. Valen's heart rate quickened as he fumbled with his seatbelt, strapping himself in as masks dropped from the ceiling.

Screams filled the air and the cabin pressure dropped suddenly, pulling away bags and people as the plan began to rip in two, swirling downwards towards the cold, unforgiving darkness of the waters below. Valen's scream was ripped out of his mouth before it passed his lips, leaving him behind as he plummeted downward with the plane.