"Miss, miss the plane has landed", A feminine voice called through the darkness, breaching past the bleary black that I was put into. I gasped sharply for breath. I expected clean fresh air but l was rather met with a sickening yet a familiar stench of urine, sweat and musk. It was almost like the feeling of being jolted back to life with a defibrillator.

My head hurt so badly, a strong headache gnawing painfully at the intial intake. My eyes were wide open but my vision was blurry. Other ...