June 28th, 2014
4:07 AM
Clear skies, just before sunrise
Tom Bradley International Terminal
LA International Airport
Olivia looked up at the large screen above her. Every single flight to and from LAX was cancelled. On the right-hand side of the screen, a picture of Chicago was shown. That's where she just got back from, visiting her grandmother in Harvey. Olivia thought about how much her grandmother, a lonely widow, appreciated Olivia's company so much. But yet, the thought of being stranded at the airport with the local state of emergency still had Olivia worried. Every single flight in LAX being cancelled was enough to remind her of that. It's been 4 hours since she arrived, and 2 hours since the state of emergency was declared. The fact that she, and everyone else in LAX, was legally stuck in this airport was just a matter that Olivia knew she had no control over. It's no wonder why Dwayne wasn't able to get here yet. Just another reason why Olivia was worried. Are Mom and Dwayne going to be okay?
Olivia got herself off the bench she was sitting on, and went to one of the fast food restaurants in the terminal. She sat down in a spot where she could watch the TV on the wall, broadcasting news on the local situation in Los Angeles. What was shown on the TV was like something out of a new zombie movie, with those runners instead of the walkers in Romero's films. Two or three dozen people running down the road, all of them seemingly crazed and rabid, screaming in ways that sounded to Olivia like they were both really angry and in excruciating pain. That alone was scary, but what was even scarier is that Olivia recognized where it was. It was a road just a couple blocks away from where Olivia lived with her mother. It even said in that live broadcast on the TV that it was in Inglewood. One of the crazed people, an African-American man in a bloodied white shirt and black shorts, ran up to the camera before it cut out. Olivia was scared for the sake of Mom and Dwayne, and she knew she could not do anything about it, being stuck in the airport. Olivia then remembered that she hadn't prayed for a while now. Not since Dwayne got a twisted ankle playing basketball last month. Olivia thought about how if she can't do it, then maybe God can help. Olivia thought about how maybe now was the time to care about God a little more than she normally did, so she held her hands together on the table, put her head down on them, and prayed so silently that only God could hear her. Dear Lord. I know I haven't been the most faithful follower, but I am deeply concerned about my mother, and my best friend, Dwayne. I'm stuck in the airport and have no way of reaching them, so I hope that you can take care of them through all this crazy shit that's happening. I just want them to be safe, and I hope I'm not asking too much for that. Amen.
A few tears ran from Olivia's closed eyes. She blocked out as many thoughts in her head as she could, hoping for a clearer answer. However, just as she thought she had some silence, a gruff military-type voice blared on the airport's intercom. "Good morning, LAX. This is General Adam Matthias speaking. A quarantine has just been issued across Los Angeles County, and we will be enforcing tighter security measures here. Stay where you are, and listen to any orders you may be given. No one is coming in, and no one is getting out until we resolve the current situation. Failure to comply to these regulations can and will result in severe punishment."
Watching army soldiers coming into the terminal, Olivia burst into tears. What kind of answer is this? She buried her face into her hands at the table. It's as if God wanted her to stay stuck here, not being able to know if her mother and best friend are safe or not. She wanted to curse God, but held it in. A lingering thought gave Olivia the idea that maybe she still has to find God's answer somewhere, but she had no idea. She wanted to just run out of the terminal and walk all the way back home herself, but a sense of logic still remained. She wasn't some hero in a goofy Hollywood movie. If she tried to escape, she would be shot.
So Olivia stayed at the table, and cried. Maybe some kind stranger would come by and try and comfort her, but even if that happened, the fact remained that Olivia was stranded at the airport and that her loved ones were in danger.
4:07 AM
Clear skies, just before sunrise
Tom Bradley International Terminal
LA International Airport
Olivia looked up at the large screen above her. Every single flight to and from LAX was cancelled. On the right-hand side of the screen, a picture of Chicago was shown. That's where she just got back from, visiting her grandmother in Harvey. Olivia thought about how much her grandmother, a lonely widow, appreciated Olivia's company so much. But yet, the thought of being stranded at the airport with the local state of emergency still had Olivia worried. Every single flight in LAX being cancelled was enough to remind her of that. It's been 4 hours since she arrived, and 2 hours since the state of emergency was declared. The fact that she, and everyone else in LAX, was legally stuck in this airport was just a matter that Olivia knew she had no control over. It's no wonder why Dwayne wasn't able to get here yet. Just another reason why Olivia was worried. Are Mom and Dwayne going to be okay?
Olivia got herself off the bench she was sitting on, and went to one of the fast food restaurants in the terminal. She sat down in a spot where she could watch the TV on the wall, broadcasting news on the local situation in Los Angeles. What was shown on the TV was like something out of a new zombie movie, with those runners instead of the walkers in Romero's films. Two or three dozen people running down the road, all of them seemingly crazed and rabid, screaming in ways that sounded to Olivia like they were both really angry and in excruciating pain. That alone was scary, but what was even scarier is that Olivia recognized where it was. It was a road just a couple blocks away from where Olivia lived with her mother. It even said in that live broadcast on the TV that it was in Inglewood. One of the crazed people, an African-American man in a bloodied white shirt and black shorts, ran up to the camera before it cut out. Olivia was scared for the sake of Mom and Dwayne, and she knew she could not do anything about it, being stuck in the airport. Olivia then remembered that she hadn't prayed for a while now. Not since Dwayne got a twisted ankle playing basketball last month. Olivia thought about how if she can't do it, then maybe God can help. Olivia thought about how maybe now was the time to care about God a little more than she normally did, so she held her hands together on the table, put her head down on them, and prayed so silently that only God could hear her. Dear Lord. I know I haven't been the most faithful follower, but I am deeply concerned about my mother, and my best friend, Dwayne. I'm stuck in the airport and have no way of reaching them, so I hope that you can take care of them through all this crazy shit that's happening. I just want them to be safe, and I hope I'm not asking too much for that. Amen.
A few tears ran from Olivia's closed eyes. She blocked out as many thoughts in her head as she could, hoping for a clearer answer. However, just as she thought she had some silence, a gruff military-type voice blared on the airport's intercom. "Good morning, LAX. This is General Adam Matthias speaking. A quarantine has just been issued across Los Angeles County, and we will be enforcing tighter security measures here. Stay where you are, and listen to any orders you may be given. No one is coming in, and no one is getting out until we resolve the current situation. Failure to comply to these regulations can and will result in severe punishment."
Watching army soldiers coming into the terminal, Olivia burst into tears. What kind of answer is this? She buried her face into her hands at the table. It's as if God wanted her to stay stuck here, not being able to know if her mother and best friend are safe or not. She wanted to curse God, but held it in. A lingering thought gave Olivia the idea that maybe she still has to find God's answer somewhere, but she had no idea. She wanted to just run out of the terminal and walk all the way back home herself, but a sense of logic still remained. She wasn't some hero in a goofy Hollywood movie. If she tried to escape, she would be shot.
So Olivia stayed at the table, and cried. Maybe some kind stranger would come by and try and comfort her, but even if that happened, the fact remained that Olivia was stranded at the airport and that her loved ones were in danger.