text: The taxi accelerates quickly away from the coffee shop before you have time to put on your seat belt or even close the door. The door slams as the cab turns left in another squeal of tires. Looking around, you see the cab looks used and smells used, too. As the car turns another corner at high speed you notice that the place for the cab driver's name is empty.
  
  Any attempts to speak with the driver of the cab are completely ignored as the driver concentrates on the road. You spend most of the trip trying to stay in your seat as the car accelerates, turns corners, and slams the brakes on faster and more often than any car you've ever been in.
  
  Suddenly the car stops, almost throwing you on the floor. The driver does not turn around. Your door is opened from the outside by a red cap. A red cap? Yes, as you step outside of the cab you realize that you are at the airport. The red cap talks to the driver a moment, then the cab speeds away.
  
  With no idea what else you are to do, you head inside the airport with the flow of people. You can see baggage checks and ticketing lines, but you have no bags, and you are sure you don't have enough money to pay for a ticket. You wander around a little, but then realize the entire place is focused on getting on a plane, so you are eventually pushed towards the TSA security area by the crowd.
  
  Looking around, you realize you do not have a lot of options here. You can try and sneak past these TSA agents, knowing that many of them barely have a high school education; or you can just stay in the line with the rest of the people moving slowly towards the security check.
  > You attempt to sneak past the TSA guys...
  You wait for the right moment, then move to sneak around the outside edge of the TSA security check area. You move slowly, then try to look like you know what you are doing. You manage to make it around the inattentive guy checking IDs of people and start to get past the shoe checker when you bump into a metal pole that makes the pathways, and it clangs to the ground, the ringing echoing along the hallways.
  
  One of the bored TSA guys barely looks over and says, "Hey, that machine is closed, you need to come over this way."