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https://www.9news.com.au/national/lung-cancer-news-flight-attendant-jet-lag-turned-out-to-be-deadly-disease-exclusive/bb3d4f9c-bf52-45c0-bd82-d47e4c04e73c

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Flight attendant's 'jet lag' turned out to be deadly disease

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She was flying around the world to destinations including Hawaii, Singapore and Hong Kong for a national airline - plus was a busy mum of two. It was only when she mentioned them to her GP at a routine appointment, that she discovered that she actually was drastically ill.

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If you would’ve told me in Year 7 that I would be going on a trip of a lifetime with my best mates, I would’ve said that you were dreaming. Turns out dreams do come true. Here I am my senior year waving goodbye to my parents at Brisbane airport, preparing for what is going to be the best six weeks of my life. As Haiden, Spencer, Blake, and I all walk towards the entry door to the airport, we take hold of each other’s hands and breathe in our last breath of outside Brisbane air before all we smell is Europe. The check in line for our tickets didn’t take up as much time as I had thought and was unusually quiet for midday on a Saturday. But it didn’t faze the group.

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As we wandered towards the security area our eyes lit up to the site of massive lines of people waiting to be checked in. We were still two hundred meters away from the security area, yet the end of the lines was back here with us. You could tell in Haiden and Blakes faces that they were confused but thankfully not panicky… yet. Spencer and I didn’t have a care in the world, we slumped ourselves down with our luggage and began mucking around like always. As twenty minutes went by the whole group started getting bored. Forty minutes with no movement we all began get a little annoyed. But as soon as we hit that one-hour mark, we all couldn’t take it anymore. Still not a single person has moved for an hour. Thousands of people were sitting waiting for this line to move. The look of confusion infected the room, and the occasional worried face joined as time started passing by. We had tried to walk in front towards the start of the line and maybe get a glimpse of a major catastrophe that had happened but there were too many people blocking our way.  So, we stayed where we were, wondering and hoping that we can still make it to our flight in time. At the rate we were going, there wasn’t a chance.

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I guess waiting in the same spot for hours makes you tired because half of the airport seemed to doze off including me. Not for long though. The sound of ear-piercing sirens surrounded the room and began to make everyone a little scared, including me! We were meant to be on a plane right now sipping OJ and eating crackers and cheese. Yet we are sitting on our asses starving, confused, and busting for a toilet. I looked over to my friends, I could tell that the girls had little tears in their eyes maybe because they’re scared or maybe because they just woke up, I don’t know. But I choose to comfort them anyway giving a look to Spencer for him to do the same. I slide over to where they are seated and give them a hug telling them how we are going to get out of here, I promised them.

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The sound of creaking doors brings everyone’s attention to the back of the airport. People with bright blue hazmat suits swarm the entire area. Haiden, Blake, Spencer and I all lock eyes on one another.
“Now there is definitely something to be worried about” I say.

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I wasn’t ever someone to be scared of lighting or afraid of the dark when I was growing up, but I’m not going to lie. Seeing fifty odd people dressed in suits head to toe with masks on and sirens kind of gave me the shivers. What did this mean? It was as if we were this huge disease and no one could touch us, at least that’s what it felt like. We were getting mustered around from one place to another like a herd of cattle. First, they wanted us to stay seated and now all 3,000 of us are getting forced into waiting rooms. Still over the period of six whole hours, none of us have one clue with what may be happening.
“Here’s to another six hours sitting down!” cheered Spencer.

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The tv seemed to be the only thing keeping me distracted from this whole unexplainable situation.  “Good morning, you are watching Nine News Now, and I am Finlay Smith. We bring you breaking news as we have received confirmation on a flight attendant at Brisbane airport, Anna Laker who has caught a traumatic disease. This disease hasn’t been seen nor heard of by anyone in the medical industry. She claims that it was jet lag but when her eyesight started to go black, she knew it was much worse than that. This is Nine News.” My face turned white, and my eyes widened as well as all the others in the airport. Surely this couldn’t be the reason why we are quarantined and have been stuck in the Brisbane airport for hours. Surely this isn’t real. For the first time in my life I wasn’t moving, I was shocked, flustered, scared, and all I could think about was how much we need to get out of this airport ASAP. Hopefully before I lose my eyesight.

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The girls and us boys slowly worked our way out of the chaos and began running for the doors. But it seemed as though they planned on keeping us in here forever because every door was locked, the sensor light was off, and we were stuck. We hunted the airport for doors that would get us out of this prison but it would take a village to cover half of this airport. No doors were opening, our luck was fading out and as soon as we know it we will be stuck wearing hazmat suits for the rest of our life.

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The group and I almost gave up, we checked about one hundred doors all locked or covered by security guards. It was like they wanted us to stay in this infected place, like the outside world was worse but don’t they understand that this is the airport where she got the disease. My heart was racing. Partly from my anger building up inside as to why we were being kept here and not out somewhere safe where Miss Anna hasn’t been. But also, because there were only four more doors we hadn’t checked that weren’t covered by security guards who would tackle me in an instant. These four doors could change our lives forever. They were side by side so Haiden, Blake, Spencer, and I all chose one each. All of us rushed as fast as possible opening the door handles. All were locked but there was one left, I couldn’t wait any longer.

The door flew open.

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All four of our jaws dropped from the unexpected welcoming to the outside. Thousands surrounded us. Their skin was shriveled as if they had swum in water for years. Not one of them had hair on the heads just dirt and blood. As I stared one in the eyes, I could see the blackness and that’s when I knew this is the disease. I just didn’t know it had already reached the rest of the world and that the airport was somehow our safe place.

“Congratulations Luca Dallas, Haiden Rile, Spencer Cavender and Blake Wild, you are now one of us!”

What a monster?  God, I wish that Year 7 me was right and this would all just be a dream.