Thursday, February 10, 2011

Chaos in Korea (Ch1)

Chapter 1:

Mumbai, India

Sitting alone in Terminal 3B of Mumbai’s International Airport, JanV pondered over the last few years of her life. Exactly a year ago, she had joined Twitter and made a large number of online friends (mostly fellow Linkin Park fans).

“What would I do without my awesome buddies?” she thought, and smiled. She was really looking forward to meeting her Twitter buddies Claudia, Eva & Antigoni in Seoul. Before she could even blink, her new Blackberry beeped because of 2 back-to-back Twitter alerts.

EvoOba: @janv1310 Just picked up @antigonoulalp. on our way 2 d airport. C u in Korea! J

Linkin_Theorist: @janv1310 Sry dude, can’t make it L Sum stupid relative in Croatia f*cked his health & I gotta fly der wid d family 2 c him. X( Sry again!

Athens, Greece

While unloading their luggage onto trolleys from the Taxi’s trunk, Eva and Antigoni couldn’t hide their excitement. They were going to meet JanV and that too in a new country!

Antogoni: I can’t believe this is really happening! We’re FINALLY gonna meet Jan!!

Eva: Yeah, I can’t wait to get my ass in & out of this plane so we can reach Korea ASAP. She’s gonna reach way before us; I wonder what she’ll do till then!

Antigoni: Maybe she’ll learn some Korean so she can impress Mr. Hahn when she meets him. Hahaha!

Eva: Yeah, that Hahn freak! I remember there was a time when we both were Shinoda freaks...Neither of us wanted to share him with the other! Luckily for me, she has a thing for Joe now J

Los Angeles, USA

At a couple of minutes to midnight, 6 men wearing ski masks and sunglasses ran through the airport at top speed. They carried 2 or 3 bags each; some even carried large cases that could easily hold a bazooka. The mere sight of well-built men running around a public spot like that brought panic to bystanders, let alone masked (and possibly armed) men like them. As a result, people began running around the place in an attempt to save their own lives.

Airport security immediately dispatched men who caught the 6 men (who had jumped passed security at the main entrance) and brought them and their luggage to the interrogation room. A young, new officer offered to unmask the ‘terrorists’. As soon as he unmasked the first man, he fell back a few steps and gasped for breath saying “Chest...chest...” The other officers tried thumping his chest. He pushed them away and said, “Nothing’s wrong with my chest, guys! This dude is CHESTER FROM LINKIN PARK!!!”