The Happening At The Airport
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"Sir, you're not allowed in."

"Why the hell not?"

"I told you Mr Smith, Your-"

"Look, I have my passport with a visa, a ticket, luggage with my emergency money, some clothes and the holy book. It's not like I'm carrying a gun or a knife, or I'm an illegal immigrant. What is the problem here?"

"You have hunks of metal around your body and we're supposed to let that slide?"

"This is my body!"

"How can a body be all metal? I even see some cogs here."

"Why won't you listen to me? THIS IS MY BODY!!"

"You, I and everyone else here knows that doesn't make sense. We're asking to take them out and check what they are, and you're so against that?"

"Do you want to gut yourself if you were in my shoes?"

"What do you mean? You're saying these strange things that don't make sense all this time."

"What's going on?"

"Oh, manager."

"Are you the manager?"

"Ms Miyoung, can you tell me what's happening here?"

"He wrapped these pieces of metal all around himself and called them his body."

"Well, prosthetic bones and legs can be like that."

"He has things wrapped around his belly, too."



"Sir, we are sorry for taking your time."

"See? Finally, a person that I can talk some sense-"

"Security, give this person's luggage back and escort him out of here."

"What? Are you cra- Let me go! This is my body goddammit!! These make up my body and do my metabolism!! You bastards, are you deaf or something? Hey!!"

"It's over, right?"

"It is. Sorry you had to see that."

"It's okay. Some idiots cling on to the junk of the past."

"What was that?"

"Never mind."

"Sir, what is this inside your luggage?"

"It's the offering for the ritual."

"Electronics wrapped in wiring?"

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