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Every time it encountered a violent vortex, it would suddenly drop, tilt sideways, turn straight again, and then climb up, causing considerable disruption to its flight. Even then, the air captain, who was still holding the reins, continued to drive calmly, while Malasandra, watching the air captain's behavior, was getting stronger.

As the plane entered a large vortex, the engine suddenly exploded and burst into flames. The fuel and oil seeped into the nose of the plane, and the air captain immediately became a ball of fire. The air captain, who was in a frenzy, tried to unbuckle his seat belt, but the more he struggled, the more the fire grew. In a flash, he saw a man in hell, and Malasandra could not look away. He was also on the verge of death, and as the plane was pitching sideways, he jumped into the open air with great fear. Then, Malasandra, as she was barely conscious of the sensation of a cold shiver running down her spine, the tug on the parachute cord in her chest, and the tension in the parachute straps, gradually drifted into unconsciousness, as if she were falling asleep.

A faint, sweet scent wafted up to Mala's nostrils. A small, pitiful bird's song, faint and distant, could be heard. The warm baby in her arms was only vaguely visible in Mala's mind. These were the first sensations Mala felt before she could open her eyes, her eyelids heavy with tears.

Feeling this way, the image of her jumping out of the plane flashed through Mala's mind. It was then that she became aware of her situation and suddenly thought, "Oh... I must have been in heaven after a plane crash and drowned in the sea."

Then, Mala opened her eyelids and looked, and at first she saw something white, vaguely. She closed her eyes again, and then she looked again, and she saw that the white object she saw was a white lace mosquito net. Then, she looked to the side, and saw that a pale ray of sunlight had penetrated the lace mosquito net and was falling warmly on her arm. At this point, she thought, "Oh... where am I? Heaven is like a bed of flowers, feeling bliss. Now-now," and she looked around again, and Mala saw that she was in a pure white lace mosquito net, and a thin white wool blanket was spread over her body. On his chest, he tied a small knot in one corner of a white handkerchief, and from that knot, a faint scent of perfume emanated.