Talk:Abandoned Industries/Old Warehouse/@comment-3560733-20141227231256/@comment-3560733-20150115045308

The pilot, hearing his demands would be met, turned toward the plane, which he had noted when he first had the bag removed from his head, and began to walk toward it. "You want me to fly this hunk of junk?" he questioned with an exacerbated tone, "This thing is ancient, and a commercial jet, really? These things have been out of use for years." He continued to inspect the plane for some time before turning back toward them and shouting, "You're lucky the military used to use these quite a bit otherwise even I wouldn't be able to help you." He then opened the hatch and climbed into the plane and moved toward the cockpit and started the engine. "Seems to have enough fuel to make the trip there and back," he muttered to himself before looking out the windows and waving his arms signaling for them to hurry up, "Damn kids, wasting my time...Aren't even aboard yet."