Sitting inside the enormous aircraft that had come solely to pick him up, Kyle couldn't shake the feeling that he didn't belong.
Rows of soldiers occupied the cabin, each clad in full combat gear with featureless helmets concealing their faces. Modified rifles rested in their hands, their silence making them seem more like machines than people.
The atmosphere weighed heavily on him. Even if no one was openly staring, it felt as though every gaze in the cabin had settled on him.
'God... who would've thought my first time riding something like this would be this awkward.'
He let out a quiet sigh and rubbed the back of his neck.
Compared to a commercial airplane, this was an entirely different world.
Wide aisles ran between sleek rows of dark leather seats. The polished alloy walls curved effortlessly into the ceiling without a single visible seam, rivet, or exposed cable.
