Hello, this is Jana, and I'm here with a mysterious story for Halloween that has a few moments that might make you jump.

At any rate, I hope you will be intrigued by this story

of a very peculiar flight from London to New York. And I'm delighted to dedicate this story

to Franklin, whose family supports StoryNory on Patreon. The Strangest Flight

Too late, said Daphne, the woman from the airline at the departure gate.

You've missed it?

What? No! pleaded Dad. But I can see the plane through the door.

It's waiting just outside on the runway. He panted. The rules are the rules. She replied,

looking at the clock. You were 25 seconds late. The gate is closer.

She began to pick up her iPad and glasses off the desk and placed them in her bag.

Dad, I told you to get moving when we were in duty-free.

Complained Savannah, his 14-year-old daughter.

Well, when's the next flight?' asked Dad.

"'Same time tomorrow.

"'The re-booking fee for each ticket is 175 pounds.'

"'Aoutrageous!' exclaimed Dad.

"'Seven hundred quid for printing four tickets off a machine!'

"'Well, I hope you picked up a bargain and duty-free,' said Daphne, glancing up from her desk with a little smile.

Past Dad's shoulder, she noticed the face of the woman standing behind him.

She examined her features for a moment.

A little smile appeared around her lips.

And she said,

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