More people than they could comprehend surrounded the group; now comprised of James, Joseph, Matthew and Hanna. It was the busiest anyone in the group had ever seen an airport.

The building colours solely consisted of a depressing grey. It was a massive, towering building, with some of the largest walls in the building being made entirely of glass.

Walking into the building, the group was met with one of the largest rooms they had ever seen, with people scattered everywhere. They were currently situated in the C-B1 section of the building; with the place where they’re plane was going to take off being at section D-C5, which was the most amount of information the group knew about where they had to go.

The group began to look around for a map of the airport, though it was proving to be difficult as the crowds grew larger and larger. They stayed very close together to make sure not to lose one of their members.

It was extremely claustrophobic amongst the sea of people, with them bumping into someone very few milliseconds. James would usually apologise to every person he bumped into though, this was too many people even for him.

Every-so-often the group would be sent into panic, as occasionally someone was swept away briefly by the hoards.

The group didn’t even know nor care where they were going after a while, and just let themselves be taken away by the horde's current.

After an hour and a half of following the masses, they had ended up in sector F-G4, which unbeknownst to them, was a 2-hour walk to sector D-C5.

The group managed to find a clearing in the crowd and squeezed their way out.

They sat down on a few metal seats that were some of the most uncomfortable seats ever made though, the group was so tired of walking that they would take anything resembling a seat. Matthew sighed and laid his head back onto the end of his metal seat.

Everyone began to look down onto the grimy floor. Feeling defeated and with nothing else to do, the group exchanged negative comments on the current situation.

In the area the group currently found themselves in, the crowds were almost non-existent. It was nice to have some peace though, the silence just ended up adding to the sense of despair the group felt.

Joseph stopped twirling around his thumbs for a second and looked up. He haphazardly examined the area to which in the distance he noticed what seemed to be a map!

“IT’S A FUCKING MAP! IT’S A FUCKING MAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Joseph screamed, alerting the group.

The team rejoiced as they threw around comments such as: “I don’t give a shit if we have to cut down trees to get paper to make maps. I love maps. Maps. Like, the paper kind. Not the kind that like kids” and, “LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! A MAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!”

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The group sprinted over to survey the map. They found the route they had to take in order to get to their destination, still uplifted despite the fact it would be an almost 2-hour long walk to get there; they were just relieved to know where they were going.

The group memorised where they had to go: F-G4 to F-G1 and then towards G-A2 and turn a left to get to A-B4 and then to A-B6 then a right to get to C-B2 and then to C-B1 then get a bus sector B-1 in carpark A-4 and then walk to sector H-B6 then to H-C5 then a right towards H-A5 and then… Wait, what was it again?

The group made their way through the airport until they had gotten to where they needed to be. The time was around 9 : 27 and their flight took off at 10 : 30 so they had plenty of time to rest before they boarded their plane.

With smiles on all of their faces, the group laid their heads back, closed their eyes and went to sleep.

***

Around half-an-hour later they were awoken by a loud message coming from the loudspeaker; hence the reason it was so loud.

They began to listen to the message when they heard the words, “flight A-C1” being muttered. (which was their flight number) Initially they only half listened.

That was until they had heard that they’re flight was delayed to 2 : 30 the next morning.

The plane was casually flying, until it was attacked by terrorists. Then as it was being attacked by the aforementioned terrorists, a category 20 tornado hit the plane. Then as everyone was struggling, 20 meteors simultaneously hit the aircraft. Then while that was happening, the god of the sea rose from the water and struck the vehicle with his trident. But nobody suffered at all because some guy had smuggled weed onto the plane and had given everyone some. So everybody was so high that they lacked any sort of concept of what was going on.

The group had a very uncomfortable night sleeping on the metal seats.

***

In the morning they were once again woken by the loudspeaker. This time announcing that passengers of flight “A-C1” board their plane.

The group was wrecked. It was 2 : 30 in the morning and they had only gotten around half-an-hour of sleep.

They advanced to the area where they would board their flight. It was right outside in the dark, the temperatures were below freezing and it just added to everyone’s poor mood.

They made their way onto the plane and found their designated seats. The group sat down, closed their eyes, and went to sleep.

Though they were awoken a bit through their flight when the attendant asked them if they wanted some food. The boys asked Hanna if they could and she explained that she had no problem with them buying food.

James got the cheapest thing he could get, as he felt guilty using Hanna’s money, though Matthew and Joseph were not as considerate.

The food was somehow worse than the food they were served at school, with the sandwich James had gotten being made of just bread and a singular tomato that fell out onto the floor. The bread was discoloured and looked mouldy, though James was so desperate for food by this point that he ate the whole thing within less than a minute.

Despite it being a fairly short flight, the seats were still mounted with screens. They had all sorts of things on this little device: Movies, games, a map and a quirky little device that removed words 1140-2359

Now the following words contain the solution to all mankind's problems. World peace, hunger, widespread dehydration and many, many more things. It is the most important piece of literature ever written, please read over it carefully.