Looking around, Scott was able to see lots of people walking on the sidewalk, getting in and out of the airport. Almost every single people had very dark skin, so he presumed he was in an African country. Looking up, he was able to see the Nigerian flag outstretched on a pole on the other side of the street, giving him a clue of where he was.
"Nigeria... Fuck! How long I stay out on that flight?!"
Even though it was still early in the morning, the airport was very crowded, with lots of men and women getting in and out of the building. Despite this statement meaning that at any moment Scott could meet his end by the sole of the boot from a careless Nigerian woman, this also meant that he had plenty of options to choose from of people to ask for help.
Running fast to an area with benches where people waiting for their taxis could seat, the shrunken boy faced some of his options:
On his right, there was a light-skin woman in her early 20s wearing jeans and a colourful t-shirt, also, she had plenty of jewellery like necklaces and rings on herself. Looking closer, he realized she was wearing open-toed beige high heels and she got a toe-ring on too. She was drinking a Starbucks coffee while scrolling on her phone, by her look, he presumed that she was quite wealthy.
In front of him, there was a woman in a military uniform, her clothes were camouflage and she had a belt with a couple of tools and small bags on, also, she was wearing deep black boots. Since she wasn't sitting on the bench, he had a privileged vision of her rear, which seemed gigantic to the boy, even if he was at his normal size.
On his left, he heard the sound of a group of objects falling down. A chubby woman in her early 30's pushing a wooden cart full of oranges had just hit a rock and a group of fruits had fallen on the ground. Alex realized as she was grunting while squatting down to pick up the falling fruits that maybe if he jumped on one of the massive orange globes, he would be able to be noticed by the gigantic lady...
As he thought about what decision to make, he felt an incredible force hit on his back that threw him to the ground for a couple of inches, which seemed like meters from his perspective. A massive boot from another military woman had just stepped a couple of inches away from him, nearly crushing him alive. Fearing for his life, he realized he had to make a decision soon!
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