It was just another quiet, placid, and peaceful evening, and 18 year old Jason Silas Sanford was reading a book on his own private Boeing 777-200ER at Galveston Scholes airport in his native home town of Galveston, Texas. For the past three months, he's lived the life of a recluse, only stepping foot from the comfort of his plane to go get groceries or to go to the beach whenever it was overcast. Ever since he got tossed out of his house, but thanks to the kind assistance of his ex mother he moved all of his possessions to his plane, including all his clothes, shoes, his books, his collection of all the seashells that he's ever found on Galveston's many beaches, and his 1903 Springfield along with it's associated stash of 3,000 rounds of ammunition, bayonet, scope with scope mount M1907 leather sling, and ammunition pouches.
Around midnight, he was in his plane's library reading a book with the light of a single candle in a holder in the chair adjacent to the one he was sitting in. He was using candles to read his books because it provided a perfectly soothing atmosphere in the library at night. Jason perfectly enjoyed reading at night, but on this night, he was getting tired. He wanted to call it quits, but the sleepiness was only filling his eyes with lead and making his eyelids heavy. So, he put the bookmark in between the pages, closed the book, put it on a nearby chair, blew out the candle, walked out of the room, and closed the door. Once the candle flame died out, the interior of Jason's plane was once again plunged into inky, pitch black darkness. But having owned his plane for the past 3 years and having designed the interior layout himself, he had the entire layout virtually memorized.
In fact, Jason had memorized his plane's layout so well, he could go through the entire plane blindfolded and with both hands tied behind his back! He went to his bedroom to get ready for bed. At 12:00 AM, Jason was laying on his bed, the bedsheets covering him, and his pajamas on his body, when suddenly, he had the feeling that someone, or even something, was in his room, watching him. He ultimately decided that he was just feeling a random feeling. So he just shrugged it off, turned out the lights, and went to sleep. As Jason's eyes closed and he slept in his bed, little does he know that in the next two and a half hours his life is about to be changed forever..if only there was some kind of warning, a sign.