The old man was not allowed to board – a second later everyone shuddered…

Every head turned — and then, something shifted. Paul rose slowly from his seat. The weak-looking man straightened, his calm eyes locking with Emma’s. Without hesitation, he said, “Show me.”

The passengers stared as he followed her down the aisle. Near the emergency exit, a man lay motionless — face ashen, lips turning blue. Paul knelt beside him, slipping off his jacket to reveal faint surgical scars on his arms. In a steady, commanding tone, he said, “Clear the area. Give me room.”

Emma obeyed instantly. The crowd backed away, silent and wide-eyed. Paul’s movements were swift, precise — the hands of someone who’d done this a thousand times. Seconds passed. Then a faint breath. A flicker of life. The man coughed, color returning to his cheeks.

A wave of awe rippled through the cabin. Murmurs spread: Who is he?

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