Category: Obstructing Customs officer

The fluorescent hum of the international arrivals hall usually lulled people into a false sense of security, a transition zone between the freedom of air travel and the grounded realities of a new country. But for one man, let’s call him “The Passenger”, the hum was a high-pitched whine in his ears, every click of…

The air in the international arrivals hall was thick with the impersonal hum of travel – the rumble of luggage wheels, muffled announcements, and the polyglot murmur of weary passengers. Among them was a man, let’s call him the Traveler. He walked with a determined stride, perhaps a little too fast, a faint sheen of…