In the hushed corridors of history’s flight,
A chilling tale takes its eerie height,
Of a journey with an unsettling tone,
Transporting 92 skeletons on paths unknown.

A harrowing odyssey spanning 35 years,
Through whispers of time and silent tears,
Each skeleton a ghost from the past,
Their presence a shadow forever cast.

Concealed within the plane’s cold hold,
A secret tale waiting to unfold,
Left me paralyzed with a gripping fear,
As the truth whispered close and near.

The bones, silent witnesses of a bygone age,
Locked in a macabre and haunting cage,
Their journey a mystery, their destination unclear,
A story that fills the heart with chilling fear.

What secrets lie within their hollow gaze,
Through the winding corridors of time’s maze,
Each skull, each rib, a chapter untold,
A tale of darkness that the years enfold.

Did they seek a final resting place,
Or were they bound by an unseen embrace,
Their presence haunting the living souls,
As the chilling odyssey endlessly rolls.

Paralyzed by the weight of their silent plea,
A fear that grips both you and me,
In the shadows of this bone-chilling flight,
Lies a mystery that shuns the light.

As the years pass and the tale unfolds,
The chilling truth slowly takes hold,
Of 92 skeletons on an odyssey stark,
Leaving an indelible mark in the dark.

In the echoes of their silent screams,
Lies a story that haunts our dreams,
A flight of shadows and bones so near,
A secret that leaves us trembling with fear.