Title:
The Mind is a Dangerous Place
Chapter 2: Curiosity
Gate 12 was right around the corner, and Mr. Jefferson wheeled the girl right to it.
Gate 12 was full with many people, some sitting on blue chairs, others standing while chattering with other people.
Jefferson wheeled the girl next to a vacant seat and he sat down on the seat.
There were a row of seats facing him and taking a quick glance around, he memorizes every single one of them.
There was an older man with a small boy with him, and they were sitting on the row of seats that was facing him.
The man, who looked to be the boys' father, was trying to talk to the boy. But the boy seemed uninterested in listening to anything his father had to say.
His attention though was on the girl in the wheelchair. He looked her over and wondered why she was strapped to the wheelchair.
He suddenly felt sad for her, all alone. Maybe even sick. He remembered reading something a while ago about people who were trapped in their minds.
He doesn't remember the term for it, but he knew that those people couldn't' even control their own bodies.
Suddenly he got up and started walking towards the girl.
"Walter! Walter, where are you going?" The father called out.
But Walter ignored him and walked towards the girl. But he didn't reach her, because suddenly the man with the black suit reaches out and grabbed his arm.
"What do you think you're doing son?" He sneered.
"I just want to say hello." Walter said his eyebrows rose.
"Well than say it from a distance kid." He replied.
He suddenly took a firm grip on the kids hand and shook it when he noticed the father come closer.
"What's going on here?" The father asked.
"Hey there Sir, I was just shaking hands with your son here. He is quiet a curious one. Better watch over him carefully." The man said with all of his teeth showing as he gave a face smile.
He squeezed the boy tightly when he stated the last sentence. A silent threat.
"Yeah, come on Walter." The father said as he rapped an arm around his son shoulders and stirred him away from the man.
Walter took a quick glance behind his shoulder to watch 'the man in black' do a little wave towards him with an evil grin.
Walter looked towards the girl, and with remorse saw her stare out into oblivion.
"She doesn't even know where she is." Walter understood as he walked with his father to the other side of the room.
The man smirked and turned towards the girl. He leaned forward and gave a kiss to her cheek.
Jefferson didn't need to know that the girl, known as April, was cursing him out in every tong imaginable, because he could hear her.
"Awe, I'm hurt April. After all the time we've spent to together. I'm like a father to you, and this is the way you repay me. By cursing me with your mind?" Jefferson asked.
"Tisk, tisk; shame on you." He said while laughing.
"Flight 815 is about to board. Please have boarding pass' ready at Gate 12." A flight attendant stated though a microphone.
"This is it April, your purpose is about to begin." Jefferson said as he got up and walked around the wheelchair.
He pushed her towards the Gate, and went behind the line that was already forming.
There were two people in front of him, a man and a woman. They looked to be an Asian couple; the woman had some flowers in her hands.
She suddenly looked behind her and her eyes settle on the girl. She gave a shocked looked at first that gave out a warm smile.
She then looked up to face the man that was pushing the wheelchair.
"He doesn't look like the girls father." She thought to herself.
But the line started moving and the woman turned her head and began to walk forwards.
Soon after showing the Lady at the counter their boarding passes, Jefferson rolled April down the ramp and to the doors of the plane.
"Sir, you're going to have to leave the wheelchair here. A staff will take the wheelchair to the front of the plane." A younger man stated.
He was wearing a blue uniform, and Jefferson knew that the man was one of the workers.
"Can the young lady walk on her own?" The man asked.
"No, but I can carry her." Jefferson replied.
The man nodded his head and went off to help some of the passengers getting seated.
Jefferson moved the front of the wheelchair and began to unbuckle the girls' hands and feet from the straps. When that was done, he brought one arm underneath the girls' legs and the other underneath her neck.
In one swift motion he brought her up and straightens her head so that it rested unto his shoulder.
Her arm dangled over the side as he stepped into the plane.
"Sir, I'm looking for these seats." Jefferson asked a young flight attendant who passed by.
She came closer and quickly looked at the charge in his arms.
"There were some changes with the seating, as well as some last minute passengers." The flight attendant explained.
Jefferson read the flight attendance name tag, which read Stacey.
"Let me see were we can put you and your…?" She asked.
"Daughter, she's my daughter." Jefferson quickly stated.
Stacey nodded her head and motioned for him to follow her. They squeezed through passengers getting into their seats.
After a while, Stacey found two vacant seats in the middle of the plane.
"Thank you Miss Stacey." Jefferson said as he brought the girl down on the inner seat and buckled the seat bell around her waist.
He then turned around and took Stacey's hand in his own and gave it a soft kiss.
"Thank you very much." He whispered.
Pink rose up on Stacey's cheeks. "It was nothing sir, really." With that Jefferson let go of her hand and watched her go.
He then smirked and sat himself down on the seat that was next to the girls. His seat was next to the path that leads up and down the plane.
He then patted the pale hand of Aprils.
He leaned over and again whispered in her ear. "In just two more hours April, just two more hours, and your mission will begin."
He chuckled to himself and moved away. He buckled himself to the seat and calmly closed his eyes.
A few minutes later the engines turned on and he felt the plane begin to move.
He smiled to himself and went off to sleep. His last thoughts before entering sleep, was that in a few hours he was going to 'turn on' April and everything was going to change forever…
