A few seconds of static crackled in their headsets before the controller replied. "Global 442, Gander. Negative. We have you clean on radar. No military blocks active in your block. Why do you ask?"
It was a single, massive structure. A seamless chevron, or a shallow 'V', made of a material that seemed to absorb the very starlight around it. It possessed no visible engines, no exhaust plumes, and no wings to provide lift in the thin air. The five blue lights were embedded directly into the leading edge of the wing.
"Maybe it's a satellite train?" Maya suggested, though her voice lacked conviction. 2022---A--V--shaped-object-filmed-by-the-crew-of-an-airliner
"Look at the scale of that thing," Maya whispered, her hands shaking slightly as she held the tablet steady. "It’s huge. It has to be wider than a heavy jet."
"Smooth air for the next three hundred miles," Maya said, her voice cutting through the cockpit’s white noise. "We might actually get into JFK ten minutes early." A few seconds of static crackled in their
Elias looked out through the thick, heated glass of the windshield. The stars were brilliant up here, untainted by the atmosphere or city lights below. But as his eyes scanned the horizon, something caught the edge of his vision.
Elias checked the Traffic Collision Avoidance System (TCAS) display. The screen was clean. There were no transponder replies in that sector. "Nothing on the wire. TCAS isn't painting anything." We have you clean on radar
The silence on the flight deck was heavy. The steady hum of the engines returned to the forefront of Elias's consciousness. "Maya," Elias said quietly after a long moment.