I can rewind time to prevent death

But just at this moment, the figure of the air marshal running came to a sudden halt as if something had seized him from behind with brute force.

He had only gotten halfway through his sentence when a blood-curdling scream pierced the air. The flashlight in his hand dropped to the ground, and the man was dragged back into the darkness, without a sound following thereafter.

Soon after, the flashlight lying on the ground flickered off, never to light up again.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

In the darkness, a series of hoarse, strange noises emerged, as though something was obstructing the throat from which they came.

Then the entire cargo hold fell into silence.

About three minutes later, the indicator light at the elevator began to show an ascent.

Shortly after the letter "A" appeared, the indicator changed to show the elevator descending, quickly transitioning to "B" level.

The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing the captain in his deep blue uniform standing inside. He was holding a walkie-talkie, frowning deeply, obviously feeling that this incident would not end well.

As he mulled over the situation, just as the elevator doors opened and he was about to step out, he realized the entire cargo hold was plunged into darkness.

The captain hesitated, withdrawing the foot he had extended halfway out of the elevator. He placed his hand on the elevator door to keep it from closing immediately and stood at the threshold, looking out into the void.

The air marshal had just finished speaking with him on the walkie-talkie, and he had come down immediately, so the air marshal couldn't have possibly left the cargo hold by himself so soon.

If the air marshal had been waiting for him to come down, all the motion-sensing lights in the cargo hold should have been on, not pitch black as they were now.

Something was wrong!

The captain chose not to step out of the elevator but instead stood at the elevator entrance, holding down the door-open button with one hand to prevent it from closing on its own and pressing the walkie-talkie with the other hand. A static noise came from the device, no other sounds.

"Officer Xia, are you there?"

After a moment, with no other choice, the captain stood at the lift entrance and called out into the darkness of the cargo hold.

He waited, but no one responded.

"Did anything actually happen to Guan Hongna, or did that guy trick me?" the captain muttered to himself.

Though he didn't know what motive the air marshal would have for deceiving him, the captain clearly preferred to be tricked. Being lied to by a delirious air marshal was far more comforting than facing a real incident.

Just then, from the darkness not far away, a vague sound of footsteps arose, irregular in pace and heavy as if dragging.

The captain didn't have a flashlight on him and couldn't see clearly beyond a certain distance, only able to make out shapes from the limited light emanating from within the elevator.

He strained his eyes, focusing on the direction from which the sounds originated. A sense of horror slowly crept over him, and the hairs on his body stood on end in this moment.

Simultaneously, the static from the walkie-talkie in his hand began to fade, making the surroundings even quieter, and the strange noises from afar became clearer.

Suddenly, a voice could be heard through the walkie-talkie, recognizing it as the voice of Officer Xia from inside the cargo hold.

"Captain, quick, call the Exorcist, something's not right here, something's not right..."

As the voice from the walkie-talkie ended, a flight attendant with a uniform and only half a face, Guan Hongna, staggered from the darkness in front of the elevator, illuminated by the light spilling from inside.

At the instant she was caught in the light, Guan Hongna quickened her unsteady pace, emitting an eerie noise from her throat, and charged towards the elevator.

The captain's face turned pale in an instant, his body trembling. The hand that was pressing the open button immediately shifted, hitting the button to ascend.

His entire body was tense, his face stricken with terror, staring at the bizarre approach of the flight attendant, at the horrific half-faced figure. His right hand furiously pressed the close-button, as if by sheer force of will he could make the elevator ascend without needing the doors to close.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

Guan Hongna made strange sounds as the elevator door closed a second before she reached it, a signal chimed, and it began to ascend.

After the elevator started ascending, the captain's legs gave out, and he sat down with a thump, his expression still full of terror, panting heavily, too frightened to speak.

Ding!

The elevator reached level A, and the doors opened.

The captain forcibly stood up, stepped out of the elevator, and pulled out a set of keys from his pocket. He took one and inserted it into a concealed hole outside the elevator, giving it a gentle twist, thus temporarily disabling the elevator from descending any further.

He shakily lifted the walkie-talkie, switched to another channel, and said, "Mr. Exorcist, Guan... Guan Hongna has become strange, inside the cargo hold... Just now, just now the air marshal also disappeared in the cargo hold, please come quickly!"

At this moment, the Exorcist, Duan Ning, was in the first-class cabin, holding a glass of champagne and clinking it against that of a refined middle-aged man sitting in the front row. He sipped from the glass and whispered in conversation with the man.

A flight attendant stood neatly by their side, holding a freshly replaced tray of fruit and snacks.

Duan Ning was aware that even though this man appeared to be a regular person, his status and position were enough for him, an exorcist, to make an acquaintance.

The scholarly middle-aged man felt the same way. He was aware of his own influence and, despite the exorcist's relatively low three-star status, did not see fit to treat him as an equal.