The airport is always full of people, it's ridiculous the amount of noise in this place, and it's early too, way early for me. A strange movement next to the recording caught Mitch's attention. "Hey...guys...I think there's something wrong there," he said uncertainly, attracting the curiosity of the group who now backed away upon seeing something unusual coming from the front of the queue. ... " Kevin started to say, but was soon interrupted by a high-pitched scream that startled all of us and many other people around us, opening a frightening circle of people around one particular individual, who was now throwing orders to the crowd “Shut up, everyone! I absolutely don't want any movement" the man said shakily, seeming unsure of his own words. The guy was tall, a bit muscular but rather messy and dirty, with baggy clothes hanging off his body. Appearance looked very much like that of a Filipino, but I wasn't so sure. He had a thick cap, covering his buzz, unevenly cut, and only an ugly careless beard was visible on his face. I couldn't see very well. fine, but what I saw was enough to carefully draw Kevin to my side, blocking Esther and Kirstie who were behind us. His large clothes could hide another weapon, in addition to the one in his hand, and I. don't think I, or any other guy here, would risk stopping him. The man was crazy. "Girls, please be quiet and crouch down." , as Scott and Darrien understood my action and joined us in hiding the girls while Mitch took a few steps back and hugged them. They were now shaking with the shock of the situation. “Drop your bags and your phone now!” The man suddenly pointed his gun at a woman still scattered in the queue, drawing my gaze back to his face. Carefu...... middle of paper ...... freaked everyone out by making some people run and scream freely from men and women, who hid their heads in their hands. As she turned the weapon in her hand, it seemed to release something. A ball fell to the ground, barely audible, and both the woman and I looked in the same direction. She then met my gaze, and then I got scared. There was a menace in the way she looked at me, and I swear I saw her white teeth purse her lips in anger. I cursed myself for feeling uncontrollably attracted to the girl's lush sensuality in extreme circumstances like this. Turning her eyes to the bullet, she kicked the object in my direction, replacing the empty gun with a magazine in her hand. How did he get there? While I was wondering, she looked at me, almost ordering something. Without looking at the piece of iron, I understood the message, and I pushed it into Kevin's back, who nudged me...