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It was a long time coming, but my wife and I finally saved up enough money to fly to a tropical island resort. I’m not gonna lie; I was a nervous wreck. She had flown before, but this was my first time.

The strong turbulence put me in a major panic attack. My wife suggested I take an Ambien to calm down. Before you know it, I am out like a light.

When I do awaken, I find myself face down on a sandy beach. I feel very disoriented; I call out to my wife Megan, “Megan! MEGAN!!” There is no answer. I then yell, “Hello! Can anyone hear me?!” I run around the beach, alternating between calling for my wife and a general hello. Nothing but the sound of seagulls flying overhead and the crashing of the waves on the shore.

I see someone in the distance. It looks like a woman. I shout towards her, “Megan, is that you?” But it’s not Megan; it’s a younger woman, maybe no older than 25. She is quite attractive. She is barefoot and wearing a silky black dress. I say, “Hello, I’m William. Were you on the plane?” She just stares at me and cocks her head inquisitively. I ask, “Are you in shock?” Still no reply. She grabs my right hand, inspects my fingers, and places my ring finger in her mouth and sucks on it.

I pull my hand away. “DO YOU MIND? HAD YOU TAKEN THE OTHER HAND, YOU’D SEE THAT I AM A MARRIED MAN!”

The young woman just smiles.

“I’m serious, I’m not interested, I need to find my wife.”

I walk aimlessly on the island for what feels like hours; I find no other signs of life except for the young woman and the gulls flying about.

I find a tree to sit under, a serious feeling of melancholy sets in. I start to question my own morals. Yes, I’m still married, but where am I? Where is the plane? And will I ever be saved?

The young woman comes over and drops the straps on her dress and slips out of it as as she crawls towards me. She takes my shirt off and licks my chest, her tongue goes from my chest, to my neck, to my mouth.

I hadn’t felt this free since before we married. The young woman unbuttons my shorts and pulls them off. She fondles me and I feel the warmth of her mouth on my member, I have a building urge to release inside of her mouth but wafting past my nose is a staunch smell of sulfur. I open my eyes and the young woman has morphed into a demonic furry black succubus with glowing red eyes.

<Xxzzt This is your captain speaking, we will be landing in about 5 minutes>

Megan looks over at William, who looks quite pale. “STEWARDESS, something is wrong with my husband!”

The stewardess asks if William has taken anything; Megan mentions an Ambien to calm his nerves.

The stewardess alerts the flight doctor, who checks on William, who is now quite gaunt; his hair has turned grey, looks twice his age, and oddly enough, seems to have died with a smile on his face.