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"What do you mean I'm on a plane flying over the ocean?" Maya was completely confused, a) because of the medication she was given and b) because it didn't look she was on a plane, or feel like it for that matter. Sliding up into a seat position Maya scanned her surroundings, all around her the colors of cream and beige danced on the walls and on all of the furniture. 

Beneath her were white, soft sheets - crafted by angel hands. The blanket covering her was a shiny black color. The material itself felt like silky dog hair, its weird but thats what it felt like. The room had a hint of vanilla in the air as well as cinnamon. She was in heaven, the calming nature of everything left her body at ease but the only thing that prevented her from fully relaxing was the man that sat staring at her. 

"You need to leave me al