Hikers Stumble Upon Plane in the Woods, Then They Find Out Who Left It There

Walking around the beast

They circled the aircraft, boots crunching on dry twigs. Up close, the structure was even stranger. The wings weren’t flat but slanted downward, cutting into the dirt like fins. Moss crawled over every joint.

“How did this thing even fly?” Jason muttered. Ben didn’t respond—he was too mesmerized, eyes scanning every peculiar detail.