Tucked away in a tightly sealed, waterproof plastic bag was a vintage cassette recorder. It had been meticulously wrapped, completely protected from the corrosive seawater for over fifty years. The men rushed it back to the ship’s control room.
The room fell completely silent as the captain inserted fresh batteries and hit play.
A burst of static echoed through the speakers, followed by a faint, trembling voice.
It was the pilot of the doomed 1971 flight. He calmly explained how a violent storm forced them to land on the ocean, but before the tape cut off, he left behind one final, urgent instruction.
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