The next morning, I booked the earliest flight to London, England, my hometown. I booked a taxi to the airport, and when I arrived, I was so scared that I would be caught trying to escape the country. Somehow, not a single security guard suspected a thing.
So I boarded my flight to London and thought that everything was in the clear, but little did I know, it was not. So, I thought I landed in London, but I was wrong. “Attention passengers,” said the flight crew, “We are very close to landing in Seoul, South Korea.”
I tried to run and buy an airplane ticket to Europe. All of them were sold out today. I tried to run as fast as I could, but he eventually caught up to me. I was then reported to an official at the airport, and sent back to the U.S for a trial there. I was brought into an official airplane, and I was flown back to New York, keeping away from the life I could have had.