viernes, 12 de febrero de 2010

Story Starter #1: Damn. She didn't know passports even had an expiration date.

Not fake ones, anyway. She did think that shady salesman was a bit too shady, even for her shady necessities. Someone was going to get gutted, she thought. As delighted as she was about the idea, she had a more pressing matter at her hands right now. The man kept running his scanner over her passport, glancing suspiciously at both the guards and her. She had to act, fast. She quickly examined her surroundings, and noticed a man of apparently middle eastern origins, too, getting his passport checked. His family was standing close to him, waiting for the painfully long procedure to finish.
"TER-RO-RIST! THAT MAN HAS A BOMB!", she yelled at the top of her lungs, while pointing at the now bewildered man.
"NO-NO-NO", he foolishly tried to explain himself, but it was too late. Three large security guards had already pinned him to the ground, in front of his horrorized family. Panic envolved the airport, as masses of people were instinctively and ineffectively running in circles, allowing her to slip out of the airport unnoticed. She still needed to get to Europe somehow, though...

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