i’m a flight attendant. both pilots collapsed at 35,000 feet. unconscious. 147 passengers about to die. i asked “can anyone fly this
At thirty‑five thousand feet over Wyoming, the sky looks harmless. From the jump seat outside the cockpit, all I could see through the little reinforced window was a strip of blue and the soft curve of clouds below us. The seat belt sign was off. The beverage carts were locked in place. The…