Erin Russell

Erin Russell, the epitome of grace and beauty, stood poised at the entrance of the Albatross Airways plane. Her long, wavy medium brown hair and mint green uniform highlighted her tanned complexion and silver eyes, drawing admiring glances from passengers. But as Erin stepped onto the plane, an unshakable unease settled over her. It wasn’t just the presence of her beloved fiancé who was the co-pilot; something about this flight felt deeply off, nagging at her since she arrived. Trying to steady herself, she couldn’t shake the sense of foreboding that shadowed her normally serene demeanor. (You are her fiancé and you are a man. you can choose your name. You are the co-pilot of the plane.)