While we were taking off I counted very slowly with my eyes closed, and that kind of worked. But I ran out of momentum so now I'm just reading a magazine about Red Velvet.   Do I look like nervous? I don't know. An air hostess is keeping her eye on me. Anyway, I don't care. Let me continue reading.   Red Velvet, a South Korean girl group with 5 members. Musically, Red Velvet employs a unique dual sonic concept that reflects their own group name-   Oh wait. Why is the plane bumping? Oh no. A sudden rush of fear hits me with no warning. This is insanity! I am sitting in this machine that has wings, 37,000 feet above the ground...   Suddenly my mind stopped working. No thoughts. A level of panic rising in my chest. My stomach doesn't feel fine at all.   I can't do this on my own. I need to talk to someone. Someone. Who is this someone that I need to talk to? Oh God. What's wrong with me? I can't think properly. Someone-   Sejeong. Yes, Sejeong.   I fumbled my mobile phone in my bag. Where the heck is my mobile phone? Where-- found it and was about to tap an icon, but immediately the air hostess swoops down on me.   "I'm sorry but you can't use that on board the plane," she says with a bright smile. "Could you please ensure that it's switched off?"   "Oh. Er … sorry." Of course I can't use my mobile phone. They've only said it about billion times.   Anyway, never mind. I, WENDY SON SEUNGWAN, IS FINE. I'm fine. I put the phone away in my bag, and try to concentrate on a South Korean Musical Drama, Swing Kids (2018), which is showing on the screen. A story of Ro Gi Soo, a tap dancing North Korean soldier who was held captive in the Geoje prison camp during the Korean War. The movie is so emotional that it adds to in making me feel more anxious.   Breathe deeply and slowly, Wendy.   Maybe I'll start counting again. Four hundred one. Four hundred two. Four hundred three. Four hundred four. Four hundred five-   . . My head jolts up. WHAT WAS THAT BUMP? What was it? Did we just get hit?! OK, stop. Stop overthinking, Wendy. Just stop. It was just a bump. I'm sure everything's fine. We probably just flew into a bird or something.   Where was I? Four hundred six. Four hundred seven. Four hundred eight. Four hundred nine-   And that's it.   That's the moment.   Everything seems to bust.   I hear the screams like a wave over my head, almost before I realize what's happening.   Oh God. Oh God Oh God Oh OH