Airport Checkpoint

Walking through the Airport was not what Lauren expected. It was clean, polished, and somewhat modernized. Whereas Lauren thought it'd look dirty, primitive, almost cave-like.

While about to board a waiting shuttle, men in military uniforms quickly surrounded us and they all said the same thing. The translator tried to calmly talk to them, but of course, that seemed to have made the situation worse. One man tugged on Ron's bag very harshly.

"We are media. Me-di-a."Ron explained.

"Show." The man said.

Ron bravely opened the equipment bag showing the men a camera, mic, and tripod.

The leading military man smiled and nodded in understanding, then the conversation went back to the previous situation.

"Yes, yes. P-passports. Passes out guys." The translator said.

Everyoneshows their passport, but Lauren.

"I..I left my passport on the plane." Lauren whispered in Ron's ear.

"She no passport." Ron tells the man.

As the man looks down at Lauren, he just waves her through, after giving Ron a nod. As Lauren passed by the men, the leader patted her head and slightly ruffled her hair. Lauren looked back and saw those men laughing. 'What the hell is going on?' She thought as she entered the shuttle.