Jonathan also turned his head and saw that the people sitting near the troublemakers were all young.
They seemed to be high school students. Soon, several flight attendants arrived to try to figure out what was causing the commotion.
"Shut up, Browning!"
"This isn't funny!"
"If this is your idea of a joke, you should know the consequences will be very costly." A member of the flight crew approached to reason with the boy.
But Alex, still euphoric, didn't notice and kept going, excited. "I'm not joking."
"I'm serious! The damn plane is going to blow up!"
A young man in a white T-shirt couldn't take it anymore and immediately stood up.
"Carter! Don't go!" shouted the woman next to him.
But Carter pulled his hand free from his girlfriend's grip, ran toward Alex, and shoved him hard. "Shut up, asshole. You want them to kick all of us out?"
The fight escalated, more students got involved, and it only calmed down when the police arrived at the plane to remove the troublemakers.
"There's no need to drag me out, I'll leave on my own!"
Jonathan closed his eyes, his hands gripping his seat so tightly that he almost broke it out of frustration.
His fears had come true—he was in a place that would soon turn into a tragedy.
"Flight attendant, may I know how long the flight will be delayed with all this chaos?" Jonathan's question sounded normal, but he wasn't asking to know when they would take off—he wanted to know how much time he had left.
The flight attendant looked a little unsure, but after a moment, she leaned closer and said, "We'll do whatever we can to calm things down so the flight can depart as soon as possible. We just ask that everyone be patient."
Jonathan didn't waste time. He unbuckled his seatbelt and said to Wednesday, who was sitting beside him, "Let's go."
Wednesday, who had just felt herself die, didn't hesitate and followed Jonathan's movements without saying a word.
"Sir, what are you doing?"
"I'm not flying under these conditions," Jonathan replied with a smile.
Ignoring the flight attendant's calls, he quickly moved into the aisle.
"What are we going to do about these people? We can't just let them die—there's still something we can do for them." Wednesday recognized death; she was lying to herself at that moment because she knew perfectly well that no one could go against the nature of dying.
But Jonathan was different. He was a Belmont. He had already proven that he could do things far beyond her imagination, and she knew there was a plan forming in his mind right now.
"Give me a moment to think." Jonathan raised his finger, pulled out his phone, and made a call. "I've got an incident on my flight—a Final Destination anomaly."
"How many black sheep have left the plane?"
Jonathan frowned and asked, "From the nearest states, how many prisoners who haven't been sentenced to death but are serving life sentences can you gather at the airport?"
He had an idea, though he wasn't sure if his authority would allow it.
The person on the other end of the line stayed silent for a long time. Jonathan grew impatient, and just as he was about to ask again, someone else's voice answered, "That's not possible…"
"One life for another—that's how death's game works, doesn't it?" Jonathan asked in a colder tone.
"Stop acting like a child. You're a Belmont—you already know the answer."
Jonathan gritted his teeth and shouted without hesitation, "My ancestor fought Death itself. What makes you think I don't understand the situation?"
"Because this Death is different—and I know that because I'm your father."
A cold silence left Jonathan speechless, though it didn't ease the urgency burning inside him. "We can save those people…"
"No, that would cause problems with the Church since we're directly under their jurisdiction."
"Rules are meant to be broken…"
"This isn't the time. Haven't you remembered yet?"
Jonathan was about to hang up, but before he could, that voice said, "Those who leave that flight—you can save them. The rest, you cannot. That's an order. Obey it."
Crack!
Jonathan crushed his phone, and before he could keep walking, a girl bumped into him.
"I'm sorry…"
If Jonathan guessed correctly, this girl who had bumped into him was Claire—one of the victims of this catastrophe.
"Just my luck…" Jonathan hadn't expected to run into something like this the moment he stepped out.
"You can't?"
"I don't have the authority. I'll only save those who leave the plane," Jonathan said, exhausted from the heated conversation with someone he had no memory of.
...
In the waiting room, Professor Lewton tried to contact the police, hoping they would show some leniency.
But the officer was firm, saying that Alex and the others would not be allowed to reboard the plane.
Desperate, Lewton could only ask another teacher to go ahead first after reaching an agreement.
She would wait there with the rest of the students to take the next flight.
"Alex, what happened?" Lewton asked while he sat in a chair.
"I... I really saw it. The fuselage was shaking..."
According to Alex, he had just foreseen a scene on the plane.
In the images, the passenger aircraft had a problem shortly after takeoff—one of the wings exploded, causing a fire.
"The plane exploded in the sky, and we all died."
Alex looked terrified; his shaken attitude made most people around him feel empathy.
By the window, Carter and his girlfriend watched the plane taxi onto the runway.
Hearing Alex's words at that moment, he remembered how the long-awaited vacation was now ruined.
Suddenly, Carter grew furious, turned around, and ran toward Alex again.
Meanwhile, Jonathan kept remembering. He recalled that the story began with a plane crash, and only a few people survived.
But afterward, those survivors also died in various strange accidents.
It was as if they were on Death's list.
In the end, only Claire survived.
Among many horror stories, the mortality rate of this series was among the highest.
At the same time, Jonathan still remembered that all the characters in the original work had died due to small, easily overlooked details.
For example, someone walking under a building under construction gets crushed by a falling piece of material.
Or someone cooking at home accidentally causes a fire, and people burn to death. These kinds of accidents can happen anywhere in everyday life.
That's why many people jokingly say this series makes you afraid to leave your house for three days after watching it.
But Jonathan knew that in the original story, all those accidents had been foreshadowed before they happened.
Boom!
The glass in the waiting room suddenly shattered.
And Jonathan, who was standing by the window, didn't even flinch. He simply stared at the ball of fire in the distant night sky, painting the nearby clouds red.