It was a stupid mistake.

No, the word “stupid” was not enough to describe how idiotic it was. Even Murphy himself would never assume things to go this much wrong. 

And Eda made that happen.

Even the sleep deprivation she had for the last couple of weeks and skipping her meals so often combined was not enough for her to be this careless. But in the end, the several safety checks she did were not enough for her to notice. And it was too late to realize everything was about to blow up. 

As a scientist-to-be, Eda thought, this was not the worst way to die. The explosion would cover her stupidity and it was kinda cool to be blown up than dying peacefully in her bed in her eighties having her cats around. 

Fine, it was not the time for irony. Eda, of course, didn’t want to die yet. 

She just wanted to get over with every single work she had, to go back. She wanted to return to her country after she finally got her diploma. She wanted to return to her family proud. To her family, who worked so hard to send her to study abroad and yet… 

With the last bit of hope inside her, Eda did another equally idiotic thing. She ran towards the problem. Like how one would theoretically survive standing in the eye of a hurricane, the jet mechanism she worked on also had a blind spot. For the past month, she worked her ass off to reduce this area since it decreased the aerodynamic efficiency causing turbulence. But Eda needed it to be as big as possible now. Big enough to cover for her. Big enough to save her life.

In a few seconds, Eda first saw the extreme lightness and then her vision got blank. Following the sound of destruction leaking inside her ear protection and yes, the heat. But what she felt, in the end, was a feeling of falling to emptiness.

So this is death, she thought as her consciousness faded, it felt chill.