So lately, I’ve been having this rather irrational fear of not wanting to be inside an airplane because something terrible will happen… Something like a biological weapon that follows some sort of “pattern” will be injected into a victim via a syringe which will cause him to melt/explode which in turn will kill everyone by melting their tissue and bones. The co-pilot will inevitably open the cockpit doors and infect himself and the captain. The captain, being smart, puts the plane on auto-pilot and it’ll land safely at Narita. The FBI agents, or whatever Japan’s equivalent is, will swarm the plane and decide that whatever that killed the passengers and crew is too dangerous, and thus will set the entire airplane on fire, never mind the fact that they could be releasing unknown pathogens into the surrounding environment.
So the first episode of Fringe has me more spooked than I originally thought. I keep on thinking about the co-pilot’s jaw melting off his face. Ugh. Gross. Sick. Bleeech.
The most serious thing I can probably get on that airplane is tuberculosis. TB still wouldn’t be pleasant if I caught it. Better to not think about it.
So I’m a rather paranoid person. >.>; I should probably not watch Fringe before I take trips…