Thanksgiving/Terminal

A Story by Abishai100

A Detroit (airport!) delay for a holiday season has protagonist Lee encountering a 'stranger' man with whom he finds a special/stranger leviathan!

A Thanksgiving-season yarn, (much) inspired by the awesome transit-superstition film Planes, Trains and Automobiles (John Hughes). Thanks for reading (and Happy-Holiday season),

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Lee had made it to the Detroit airport on-time, preparing to get to New England for Thanksgiving and was about to engage with a very stranger sort of 'character' in this post-9/11 era Homeland 'culture' of those pesky 'incomplete-distances' to traffic/life securities 'sanity' feelings for transit-confidence. However, perhaps this would make for an unusual form of art (for Lee or someone).

You see, this stranger character Lee met at the airport (Detroit) was some kind of mystery-man 'blood-diamond' (eco-minerals mining/insurance corruption) intelligence-man/writer named Amlan Satan who carried in his jacket-pocket a special gem-watch which he insisted was a 'rumor-link' to globe-conflict zone gem mining rumor/gossip for today's eco-warriors/thinkers! Well, because Amlan and Lee were both headed to Logan (New England) and their (shared!) flight was delayed, Amlan divulged in his 'double-life' which drew simultaneous doses of laughter and eeriness. Was this good for social media?

LEE: Look, if we're to share this domestic-flight, Satan, let's just stay quiet/together.

SATAN: Hey, I know what ya mean, Lee, hey this is a Homeland age of great distances!

LEE: Right, right; well, I mean, you sound kind of 'offbeat' as a traveler (and all).

SATAN: That's what my wife'd say, were she alive, Lee; this is such a coincidence, Lee.

LEE: Coincidence?

SATAN: Yeah, I mean it seems you might've come across a 'face' like me on Facebook!

Well, thus began our airport-terminal delay 'misadventure' for Satan/Lee, and Lee (honestly/surely) sought a normalization-pattern for Thanksgiving-transit were his flight not delayed (damn). Now, he found himself conversing with a real Homeland eccentric, with this 'bizarre' blood-diamond eco-warrior/capitalism-pollution claim(s), which had honestly 'unnerved' our protagonist prince of air-flight. Besides, the airport (Detroit) itself was quite an 'interiors-institution' for hospitality-reading (for the Ego).

LEE: You say you 'swapped' some airport-stored/store gems for glass-animals?
SATAN: Yeah, yeah Lee; I threatened the merchant/owner with some HCL.

LEE: You made 'HCL' in the airport-restroom, Satan?
SATAN: I never stop working; this airport (Detroit) was rumored for blood-diamond IQ.

LEE: What's that?
SATAN: Yeah, yeah Lee; there's never-telling what stems from Africa (these days).

LEE: Good for social media (and consumerism/transit humor, eh, Satan?).

SECURITY: We're going to ask you to special check after this lady, Mr. Satan.

SATAN: Why just me and not my friend here (Lee), sir?

SECURITY: Stop complaining (or arguing), Satan; there's some bad-security rumor.

SATAN: Blood-diamonds, man?
SECURITY: How'd you know (that), Mr. Satan?
SATAN: Some pilot whispered it to me, sir; everyone wants to cooperate (ok).

SECURITY: Well, alright; but brush-aside; we've reason to think this lady's linked.

SATAN: Damn (thanx)...good for social media.

SATAN: Thanx for letting me ride with you in the subway, Lee!

LEE: You had quite the security-check danger-control call, Satan.

SATAN: Yeah, yeah Lee; well, they brushed me away; good too (Interpol-relation).

LEE: You're a real eccentric, Mr. Satan.

SATAN: Hey thanx (too) for inviting me to your Boston-home (for Thanksgiving).

LEE: Yeah, I was shocked you accepted (openly!); seemed you'd somewhere to go!

SATAN: No, Lee; I'm a wanderer; not a werewolf; lonely man (really); thanx.

LEE: I didn't know that, man...glad you're coming home (with me).

SATAN: Planes, trains, and automobiles, Lee (ha).

When Mr. Amlan Satan got home, to Lee's Boston house, he remarked at what had been missing in his sad-wandering life of 'intrigue' (and darkness really!), since the departure of his wife (Esmerelda), which was (purely!) that Homeland/home-life holiday-season 'charm' for superstitious happiness. That's what made this overall 'misadventure' caused by a simple/annoying flight-delay a modern Homeland 'reflective' lifestyle-tale of wrought incomplete-distances to social-traffic bread.

MARGARET: Glad you're spending Thanksgiving with a family (not alone!), Mr. Satan.

AMLAN: All thanx to your hospitality-reading man, Mrs (thanx so much).

MARGARET: You'd like a photo for your Facebook-Thanksgiving post (maybe)?

AMLAN: Yeah, yeah (why not?)...for holiday-charm(s) bureaucracy (haha).

MARGARET: Cool.

Lee had made the entire dinner that holiday (Thanksgiving), and Mr. Satan (Amlan) remarked that he'd made a special 'view' for the examination of securities/life in the Homeland for a transit-consciousness worth the 'mystical' re-telling, but Lee recommended their time-share was something (perhaps/arguably) best left 'unmentioned'...ahead (of course) of that soft/zesty holiday-meal (for myth).