The Cessna:


As you half climb, half contort your way into the small private aircraft, you notice that the plane seems startlingly flimsey in construction. Flopping into the seat, you take stock of the control panel in front of you. Other than being dusty and outdated, most of it looks just fine. Glancing around, you see the four passenger seats in the back all have the seatbelts fastened across the empty seats. Turning back to matters at hand, you flip the master switch on, only to find the battery is dead. That may be just as well, since you've now noticed the compass lazily spining around on its own.


Exits are:  Airport

You're alone here

The room is set to public

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