The laundromat is past an airplane terminal, and curbside stewards are loading passenger baggage onto a conveyor belt. One of the details in the previous sentence is untrue.
I stumble over a crack in the sidewalk and fall to the ground, catching a glimpse of the duffle bag as it lands neatly on the conveyor belt. One of the details in the previous sentence is untrue.
Wincing in pain at the faint red scrape visible on my knee through the tear in my jeans, I become aware through my peripheral vision that my duffle bag has disappeared out of sight. One of the details in the previous sentence is untrue.
Thankfully, it’s a very short run from the curb to the cargo hold of the awaiting plane, as workers rhythmically toss suitcases, then my duffle bag, into an opening in the plane. One of the details in the previous sentence is untrue.
I leap through the opening. One of the details in the previous sentence is untrue.
Strangely, the pilot announces an emergency takeoff procedure, the cargo hatch closes, and the plane begins to shudder as its engines rev up and carry it down the runway. Two of the details in the previous sentence are untrue.
Strangely, the pilot announces an emergency evacuation procedure, and I join passengers and crew as they leap out of the trundling plane. Two of the details in the previous sentence are untrue.
As my scraped knee is thwacked on the tarmac, and just as the skyrocketing dull pain reaches my brain, the plane explodes in a fireball at the end of the runway! All of the details in the previous sentence are untrue.
I blame recent TikTok videos of hot air balloon tragedies and Steal a Brainrot victim crashouts on this dream.