A spare uniform

Valerie's gaze went towards a set of boxes in a corner. From the markings and size, it looked like they contained spare equipment. She quietly moved towards them, keeping an eye on the door.

She opened a box, and to her relief, she found it was filled with spare uniforms. She managed to find a t-shirt, jacket and cargo pants that were her size. There likely wasn't any chance of finding any underwear, which made her sigh and put them on. Beggars couldn't exactly be choosers.

Once clothed, she dug around some more and found a helmet, along with a balaclava. She could use those to cover her face.

A plan formed in her head. It was a slim chance, but it was her only chance.

Maybe, just maybe - she had a chance to escape when the aircraft landed.