"Okay, Ma'am." The flight attendant said as she took the note and walked away. Then she returned with a tray and served the wine to Leila, while discreetly passing the kitchen knife she wanted, over to her.

Leila took the glass of wine and the knife. But she was more interested in the sharp Kitchen knife, so she kept the wine glass aside and held the knife in her hand.

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The flight attendant left her side immediately. She didn't know why Leila needed a knife, but she knew things would be ugly soon, so she hurried away.

Leila let out a dangerous smile as she caressed the knife 🔪. Glancing towards the scar-faced man, she said to herself, 'Just sleep, because you wouldn't even know how you died.'

With that, she stood up and walked towards the scar-faced man in fluid steps. Before the man could open his eyes to take a look at the light that passed through his sight, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest area, so he held that area and Browned in pain.

"You bastard! die! you deserve death for betraying me!." Leila screamed as she took out the knife and stabbed his stomach with a ferocious look.

Even with the pain, the scar-faced man tried to struggle with Leila, but how could she overpower him after she has stabbed him a few times.

"You think you're strong? Well, I'll show you what it means to be powerless!." Leila said as she slapped his face.

The man could only hold onto the places Leila stabbed to stop the bleeding while groaning in pain. He tried to call for help, but nobody answered him.

"You need help?." Leila asked with a taunting smile.

"How about I add a few more decorations to your face?." Leila said as she used the knife to carve the previous scars on his face.

The man couldn't help but cry out in pain.

The Pilot didn't know what was happening, but he knew that things were not going on well behind him. He was the pilot, and so needed to control the jet

"What is happening in there, why don't you want me to take a look?." One of the flight attendants asked the other one that passed the knife to Leila.

"If you want to die, then go ahead and take a look."

"Why are you being so mysterious?." The other one said and opened the door to take a look.

The next moment she opened the door to take a look, she shut it the next moment with regret. The scene she saw, shocked her.

"Are we all going to be stabbed to death?." She asked the other one.

"What did you see?." The other one asked with a curious look.

Leila saw the flight attendant open the door, and then shut it back, so she smiled and walked towards the door and banged on it with her bloody hands.

"Open the right now!" She shouted.

The flight attendant was so scared that she held onto her partner.

"She has come to stab us after stabbing her bodyguard," she said in a hushed tone.

Leila heard her and laughed hysterically outside just the door. "Who is going to kill you? I'm not going to kill you. I just wanted you to come and see my work of art. How can I kill you when we are all going to die today?."

"What?!." The flight attendant that handed the knife to Leila said in a shocked tone.

"You know, my husband wants me dead, so the Jet has been tampered with."

Before Leila could laugh, she felt heavy footsteps behind her, so she turned with a sharp look and directly stabbed the scar-faced man on his heart, and he fell to the floor.

"You sneaky! little! bastard!." Leila roared angrily as she took her knife out and knelt beside him to stab him a few more times till he stopped breathing.

Seeing that he had finally stopped bleeding, Leila there her scattered hair backward and wiped her bloody face.

The flight attendants heard the commotion and were scared out of their wits. They preferred to remain locked up rather than to come out and face the crazy woman.

Leila staggered towards the pilot area and opened the door. The pilot was shocked when he saw her in that state with her face, hands, and clothes dyed with blood.

Before the man could speak, Leila said to him slowly, "Land... this... thing... now!."

"Yes... yes..." The pilot said incoherently as he started to touch a few things to land the plane. But a frown appeared on his face when nothing seems to be working.

Leila already knew there was no way the plane was going to land because it has already been programmed, so she laughed again before placing her bloody hand on the pilot's shoulder, who shivered with the touch.

Leila lowered her head to whisper to his ear. "You can't do anything, we are all going to die."

"No, this can't happen." The pilot said as he pressed a few more buttons just to try and land the plane, but it didn't work.

"Why don't you listen to me? I said we are all going to die!." Leila screamed in the Russian language. Before, she has been speaking in English.

"You all should be happy to accompany me to the other side of the World," Leila said as she smiled while caressing the knife in her hand.

The pilot was no longer afraid of her, he was more scared of dying.

"Ma'am, there must be parachutes 🪂 in the jet, we can use them to escape!." The pilot said in a determined tone.

Leila didn't have any hope, because she knew the plan to kill her was well orchestrated. But still, she asked the flight attendant to check for the parachutes, but they found nothing.

Within the next five minutes, they experienced turbulence and they could only cry as they watched the jet lose control and crash.

Till the end, Leila didn't cry. She could only laugh hysterically as the jet crashed.

After the Jet crashed, it caught fire and their corpse was burnt beyond recognition.